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But he had n't `` come round . '' At midnight Blake decided he must have a drink , and he offered Ray some whiskey , thinking to benefit him in some way . Ray heard , and said nothing , but put out his hand and gently pushed it away , shaking his head , and this capped the climax of Blake 's perplexity . At one o'clock , seeing that Ray was still wide awake , he had decided to go and fetch the doctor . He was fearful of the effect of this long mental strain , but Ray seemed to divine his thoughts , and in a voice so soft and patient as to melt Blake 's raging into tears , he begged him not to disturb any one . `` I 've got you , Blake ; what do I want of a doctor ? '' Along towards morning Blake dragged in his buffalo-robes , and spreading them on the floor by the bedside , soon dropped into a sleep of utter exhaustion .