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"
They
still
trouble
me
,
"
was
his
answer
.
"
I
think
I
have
one
coming
on
now
.
"
He
slipped
down
from
his
sitting
posture
till
he
lay
on
the
deck
.
Then
he
rolled
over
on
his
side
,
his
head
resting
on
the
biceps
of
the
under
arm
,
the
forearm
shielding
his
eyes
from
the
sun
.
I
stood
regarding
him
wonderingly
.
"
Now
's
your
chance
,
Hump
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
do
n't
understand
,
"
I
lied
,
for
I
thoroughly
understood
.
"
Oh
,
nothing
,
"
he
added
softly
,
as
if
he
were
drowsing
;
"
only
you
've
got
me
where
you
want
me
.
"
"
No
,
I
have
n't
,
"
I
retorted
;
"
for
I
want
you
a
few
thousand
miles
away
from
here
.
"
He
chuckled
,
and
thereafter
spoke
no
more
.
He
did
not
stir
as
I
passed
by
him
and
went
down
into
the
cabin
.
I
lifted
the
trap
in
the
floor
,
but
for
some
moments
gazed
dubiously
into
the
darkness
of
the
lazarette
beneath
.
I
hesitated
to
descend
.
What
if
his
lying
down
were
a
ruse
?
Pretty
,
indeed
,
to
be
caught
there
like
a
rat
.
I
crept
softly
up
the
companion-way
and
peeped
at
him
.
He
was
lying
as
I
had
left
him
.
Again
I
went
below
;
but
before
I
dropped
into
the
lazarette
I
took
the
precaution
of
casting
down
the
door
in
advance
.
At
least
there
would
be
no
lid
to
the
trap
.
But
it
was
all
needless
.
I
regained
the
cabin
with
a
store
of
jams
,
sea-biscuits
,
canned
meats
,
and
such
things
--
all
I
could
carry
--
and
replaced
the
trap-door
.
A
peep
at
Wolf
Larsen
showed
me
that
he
had
not
moved
.
A
bright
thought
struck
me
.
I
stole
into
his
state-room
and
possessed
myself
of
his
revolvers
.
There
were
no
other
weapons
,
though
I
thoroughly
ransacked
the
three
remaining
state-rooms
.
To
make
sure
,
I
returned
and
went
through
the
steerage
and
forecastle
,
and
in
the
galley
gathered
up
all
the
sharp
meat
and
vegetable
knives
.
Then
I
bethought
me
of
the
great
yachtsman
's
knife
he
always
carried
,
and
I
came
to
him
and
spoke
to
him
,
first
softly
,
then
loudly
.
He
did
not
move
.
I
bent
over
and
took
it
from
his
pocket
.
I
breathed
more
freely
.
He
had
no
arms
with
which
to
attack
me
from
a
distance
;
while
I
,
armed
,
could
always
forestall
him
should
he
attempt
to
grapple
me
with
his
terrible
gorilla
arms
.
