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To
begin
with
,
at
the
midday
dinner
,
Wolf
Larsen
informed
the
hunters
that
they
were
to
eat
thenceforth
in
the
steerage
.
It
was
an
unprecedented
thing
on
sealing-schooners
,
where
it
is
the
custom
for
the
hunters
to
rank
,
unofficially
as
officers
.
He
gave
no
reason
,
but
his
motive
was
obvious
enough
.
Horner
and
Smoke
had
been
displaying
a
gallantry
toward
Maud
Brewster
,
ludicrous
in
itself
and
inoffensive
to
her
,
but
to
him
evidently
distasteful
.
The
announcement
was
received
with
black
silence
,
though
the
other
four
hunters
glanced
significantly
at
the
two
who
had
been
the
cause
of
their
banishment
.
Jock
Horner
,
quiet
as
was
his
way
,
gave
no
sign
;
but
the
blood
surged
darkly
across
Smoke
's
forehead
,
and
he
half
opened
his
mouth
to
speak
.
Wolf
Larsen
was
watching
him
,
waiting
for
him
,
the
steely
glitter
in
his
eyes
;
but
Smoke
closed
his
mouth
again
without
having
said
anything
.
"
Anything
to
say
?
"
the
other
demanded
aggressively
.
It
was
a
challenge
,
but
Smoke
refused
to
accept
it
.
"
About
what
?
"
he
asked
,
so
innocently
that
Wolf
Larsen
was
disconcerted
,
while
the
others
smiled
.
"
Oh
,
nothing
,
"
Wolf
Larsen
said
lamely
.
"
I
just
thought
you
might
want
to
register
a
kick
.
"
"
About
what
?
"
asked
the
imperturbable
Smoke
.
Smoke
's
mates
were
now
smiling
broadly
.
His
captain
could
have
killed
him
,
and
I
doubt
not
that
blood
would
have
flowed
had
not
Maud
Brewster
been
present
.
For
that
matter
,
it
was
her
presence
which
enabled
.
Smoke
to
act
as
he
did
.
He
was
too
discreet
and
cautious
a
man
to
incur
Wolf
Larsen
's
anger
at
a
time
when
that
anger
could
be
expressed
in
terms
stronger
than
words
.
I
was
in
fear
that
a
struggle
might
take
place
,
but
a
cry
from
the
helmsman
made
it
easy
for
the
situation
to
save
itself
.
"
Smoke
ho
!
"
the
cry
came
down
the
open
companion-way
.
"
How
's
it
bear
?
"
Wolf
Larsen
called
up
.
