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"
Down
that
flying
jib
,
Mr.
Van
Weyden
,
"
Wolf
Larsen
commanded
.
"
And
stand
by
to
back
over
the
jibs
.
"
I
ran
forward
and
had
the
downhaul
of
the
flying
jib
all
in
and
fast
as
we
slipped
by
the
boat
a
hundred
feet
to
leeward
.
The
three
men
in
it
gazed
at
us
suspiciously
.
They
had
been
hogging
the
sea
,
and
they
knew
Wolf
Larsen
,
by
reputation
at
any
rate
.
I
noted
that
the
hunter
,
a
huge
Scandinavian
sitting
in
the
bow
,
held
his
rifle
,
ready
to
hand
,
across
his
knees
.
It
should
have
been
in
its
proper
place
in
the
rack
.
When
they
came
opposite
our
stern
,
Wolf
Larsen
greeted
them
with
a
wave
of
the
hand
,
and
cried
:
"
Come
on
board
and
have
a
'
gam
'
!
"
"
To
gam
,
"
among
the
sealing-schooners
,
is
a
substitute
for
the
verbs
"
to
visit
,
"
"
to
gossip
.
"
It
expresses
the
garrulity
of
the
sea
,
and
is
a
pleasant
break
in
the
monotony
of
the
life
.
The
Ghost
swung
around
into
the
wind
,
and
I
finished
my
work
forward
in
time
to
run
aft
and
lend
a
hand
with
the
mainsheet
.
"
You
will
please
stay
on
deck
,
Miss
Brewster
,
"
Wolf
Larsen
said
,
as
he
started
forward
to
meet
his
guest
.
"
And
you
too
,
Mr.
Van
Weyden
.
"
The
boat
had
lowered
its
sail
and
run
alongside
.
The
hunter
,
golden
bearded
like
a
sea-king
,
came
over
the
rail
and
dropped
on
deck
.
But
his
hugeness
could
not
quite
overcome
his
apprehensiveness
.
Doubt
and
distrust
showed
strongly
in
his
face
.
It
was
a
transparent
face
,
for
all
of
its
hairy
shield
,
and
advertised
instant
relief
when
he
glanced
from
Wolf
Larsen
to
me
,
noted
that
there
was
only
the
pair
of
us
,
and
then
glanced
over
his
own
two
men
who
had
joined
him
.
Surely
he
had
little
reason
to
be
afraid
.
He
towered
like
a
Goliath
above
Wolf
Larsen
.
He
must
have
measured
six
feet
eight
or
nine
inches
in
stature
,
and
I
subsequently
learned
his
weight
--
240
pounds
.
And
there
was
no
fat
about
him
.
It
was
all
bone
and
muscle
.
A
return
of
apprehension
was
apparent
when
,
at
the
top
of
the
companion-way
,
Wolf
Larsen
invited
him
below
.
But
he
reassured
himself
with
a
glance
down
at
his
host
--
a
big
man
himself
but
dwarfed
by
the
propinquity
of
the
giant
.
So
all
hesitancy
vanished
,
and
the
pair
descended
into
the
cabin
.
In
the
meantime
,
his
two
men
,
as
was
the
wont
of
visiting
sailors
,
had
gone
forward
into
the
forecastle
to
do
some
visiting
themselves
.
Suddenly
,
from
the
cabin
came
a
great
,
choking
bellow
,
followed
by
all
the
sounds
of
a
furious
struggle
.
It
was
the
leopard
and
the
lion
,
and
the
lion
made
all
the
noise
.
Wolf
Larsen
was
the
leopard
.
