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"
Whether
you
do
or
think
you
do
,
it
's
the
same
thing
.
You
spend
what
you
have
n't
got
,
and
in
return
you
get
greater
value
from
spending
what
you
have
n't
got
than
I
get
from
spending
what
I
have
got
,
and
what
I
have
sweated
to
get
.
"
"
Why
do
n't
you
change
the
basis
of
your
coinage
,
then
?
"
she
queried
teasingly
.
He
looked
at
her
quickly
,
half-hopefully
,
and
then
said
,
all
regretfully
:
"
Too
late
.
I
'd
like
to
,
perhaps
,
but
I
ca
n't
.
My
pocketbook
is
stuffed
with
the
old
coinage
,
and
it
's
a
stubborn
thing
.
I
can
never
bring
myself
to
recognize
anything
else
as
valid
.
"
He
ceased
speaking
,
and
his
gaze
wandered
absently
past
her
and
became
lost
in
the
placid
sea
.
The
old
primal
melancholy
was
strong
upon
him
.
He
was
quivering
to
it
He
had
reasoned
himself
into
a
spell
of
the
blues
,
and
within
few
hours
one
could
look
for
the
devil
within
him
to
be
up
and
stirring
.
I
remembered
Charley
Furuseth
,
and
knew
this
man
's
sadness
as
the
penalty
which
the
materialist
ever
pays
for
his
materialism
.
"
You
've
been
on
deck
,
Mr.
Van
Weyden
,
"
Wolf
Larsen
said
,
the
following
morning
at
the
breakfast-table
,
"
How
do
things
look
?
"
"
Clear
enough
,
"
I
answered
,
glancing
at
the
sunshine
which
streamed
down
the
open
companion-way
.
"
Fair
westerly
breeze
,
with
a
promise
of
stiffening
,
if
Louis
predicts
correctly
.
"
He
nodded
his
head
in
a
pleased
way
.
"
Any
signs
of
fog
?
"
"
Thick
banks
in
the
north
and
north-west
.
"
He
nodded
his
head
again
,
evincing
even
greater
satisfaction
than
before
.
