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I leaped out after him , but he jumped into the bucket , took hold of the chain , and let himself down , grinning at me in mockery , and when I drew him up again he jumped into the water with the remains of the book . '' `` And the poor wretch is drowned ? '' asked Pentaur . `` I fished him up with the bucket , and laid him to dry in the sun ; but he had been tasting all sorts of medicines , and he died at noon . My observations are gone ! Some of them certainly are still left ; however , I must begin again at the beginning . You see apes object as much to my labors as sages ; there lies the beast on the shelf . ''