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Jack London
His voice was utterly and drearily expressionless. He spoke without enthusiasm; and the first man, limping into the milky stream that foamed over the rocks, vouchsafed no reply.
The other man followed at his heels. They did not remove their foot-gear, though the water was icy cold — so cold that their ankles ached and their feet went numb. In places the water dashed against their knees, and both men staggered for footing.
The man who followed slipped on a smooth boulder, nearly fell, but recovered himself with a violent effort, at the same time uttering a sharp exclamation of pain. He seemed faint and dizzy and put out his free hand while he reeled, as though seeking support against the air. When he had steadied himself he stepped forward, but reeled again and nearly fell. Then he stood still and looked at the other man, who had never turned his head.
The man stood still for fully a minute (мужчина постоял целую минуту), as though debating with himself (как будто споря с собой/обсуждая что-то с самим собой;
"I say, Bill (послушай: «я говорю», Билл), I've sprained my ankle (я вывихнул лодыжку)."
Bill staggered on through the milky water (Бил шел шатаясь дальше сквозь молочную воду;
The other man limped up the farther bank and continued straight on without looking back (другой мужчина тяжело поднялся на другой берег и продолжал идти прямо вперед, не оборачиваясь;