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It
was
a
strange
and
frightful
spectacle
--
the
small
,
bunk-lined
space
,
the
floor
and
walls
leaping
and
lurching
,
the
dim
light
,
the
swaying
shadows
lengthening
and
fore-shortening
monstrously
,
the
thick
air
heavy
with
smoke
and
the
smell
of
bodies
and
iodoform
,
and
the
inflamed
faces
of
the
men
--
half-men
,
I
should
call
them
.
I
noted
Oofty
--
Oofty
,
holding
the
end
of
a
bandage
and
looking
upon
the
scene
,
his
velvety
and
luminous
eyes
glistening
in
the
light
like
a
deer
's
eyes
,
and
yet
I
knew
the
barbaric
devil
that
lurked
in
his
breast
and
belied
all
the
softness
and
tenderness
,
almost
womanly
,
of
his
face
and
form
.
And
I
noticed
the
boyish
face
of
Harrison
--
a
good
face
once
,
but
now
a
demon
's
--
convulsed
with
passion
as
he
told
the
new-comers
of
the
hell-ship
they
were
in
and
shrieked
curses
upon
the
head
of
Wolf
Larsen
.
Wolf
Larsen
it
was
,
always
Wolf
Larsen
,
enslaver
and
tormentor
of
men
,
a
male
Circe
and
these
his
swine
,
suffering
brutes
that
grovelled
before
him
and
revolted
only
in
drunkenness
and
in
secrecy
.
And
was
I
,
too
,
one
of
his
swine
?
I
thought
.
And
Maud
Brewster
?
No
!
I
ground
my
teeth
in
my
anger
and
determination
till
the
man
I
was
attending
winced
under
my
hand
and
Oofty
--
Oofty
looked
at
me
with
curiosity
.
I
felt
endowed
with
a
sudden
strength
.
What
of
my
new-found
love
,
I
was
a
giant
.
I
feared
nothing
.
I
would
work
my
will
through
it
all
,
in
spite
of
Wolf
Larsen
and
of
my
own
thirty-five
bookish
years
.
All
would
be
well
.
I
would
make
it
well
.
And
so
,
exalted
,
upborne
by
a
sense
of
power
,
I
turned
my
back
on
the
howling
inferno
and
climbed
to
the
deck
,
where
the
fog
drifted
ghostly
through
the
night
and
the
air
was
sweet
and
pure
and
quiet
.
The
steerage
,
where
were
two
wounded
hunters
,
was
a
repetition
of
the
forecastle
,
except
that
Wolf
Larsen
was
not
being
cursed
;
and
it
was
with
a
great
relief
that
I
again
emerged
on
deck
and
went
aft
to
the
cabin
.
Supper
was
ready
,
and
Wolf
Larsen
and
Maud
were
waiting
for
me
.
While
all
his
ship
was
getting
drunk
as
fast
as
it
could
,
he
remained
sober
.
Not
a
drop
of
liquor
passed
his
lips
.
He
did
not
dare
it
under
the
circumstances
,
for
he
had
only
Louis
and
me
to
depend
upon
,
and
Louis
was
even
now
at
the
wheel
.
We
were
sailing
on
through
the
fog
without
a
look-out
and
without
lights
.
That
Wolf
Larsen
had
turned
the
liquor
loose
among
his
men
surprised
me
,
but
he
evidently
knew
their
psychology
and
the
best
method
of
cementing
in
cordiality
,
what
had
begun
in
bloodshed
.
His
victory
over
Death
Larsen
seemed
to
have
had
a
remarkable
effect
upon
him
.
The
previous
evening
he
had
reasoned
himself
into
the
blues
,
and
I
had
been
waiting
momentarily
for
one
of
his
characteristic
outbursts
.
Yet
nothing
had
occurred
,
and
he
was
now
in
splendid
trim
.
Possibly
his
success
in
capturing
so
many
hunters
and
boats
had
counteracted
the
customary
reaction
.
At
any
rate
,
the
blues
were
gone
,
and
the
blue
devils
had
not
put
in
an
appearance
.
So
I
thought
at
the
time
;
but
,
ah
me
,
little
I
knew
him
or
knew
that
even
then
,
perhaps
,
he
was
meditating
an
outbreak
more
terrible
than
any
I
had
seen
.
As
I
say
,
he
discovered
himself
in
splendid
trim
when
I
entered
the
cabin
.
He
had
had
no
headaches
for
weeks
,
his
eyes
were
clear
blue
as
the
sky
,
his
bronze
was
beautiful
with
perfect
health
;
life
swelled
through
his
veins
in
full
and
magnificent
flood
.
While
waiting
for
me
he
had
engaged
Maud
in
animated
discussion
.
Temptation
was
the
topic
they
had
hit
upon
,
and
from
the
few
words
I
heard
I
made
out
that
he
was
contending
that
temptation
was
temptation
only
when
a
man
was
seduced
by
it
and
fell
.
"
For
look
you
,
"
he
was
saying
,
"
as
I
see
it
,
a
man
does
things
because
of
desire
.
He
has
many
desires
.
He
may
desire
to
escape
pain
,
or
to
enjoy
pleasure
.
But
whatever
he
does
,
he
does
because
he
desires
to
do
it
.
"
