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"
You
see
the
sacredness
of
our
hospitality
,
"
I
said
bitterly
to
Maud
Brewster
.
She
nodded
her
head
that
she
heard
,
and
I
noted
in
her
face
the
signs
of
the
same
sickness
at
sight
or
sound
of
violent
struggle
from
which
I
had
suffered
so
severely
during
my
first
weeks
on
the
Ghost
.
"
Would
n't
it
be
better
if
you
went
forward
,
say
by
the
steerage
companion-way
,
until
it
is
over
?
"
I
suggested
.
She
shook
her
head
and
gazed
at
me
pitifully
.
She
was
not
frightened
,
but
appalled
,
rather
,
at
the
human
animality
of
it
.
"
You
will
understand
,
"
I
took
advantage
of
the
opportunity
to
say
,
"
whatever
part
I
take
in
what
is
going
on
and
what
is
to
come
,
that
I
am
compelled
to
take
it
--
if
you
and
I
are
ever
to
get
out
of
this
scrape
with
our
lives
.
"
"
It
is
not
nice
--
for
me
,
"
I
added
.
"
I
understand
,
"
she
said
,
in
a
weak
,
far-away
voice
,
and
her
eyes
showed
me
that
she
did
understand
.
The
sounds
from
below
soon
died
away
.
Then
Wolf
Larsen
came
alone
on
deck
.
There
was
a
slight
flush
under
his
bronze
,
but
otherwise
he
bore
no
signs
of
the
battle
.
"
Send
those
two
men
aft
,
Mr.
Van
Weyden
,
"
he
said
.
