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"
But
I
'll
stand
my
watch
on
board
hereafter
,
"
I
blurted
out
a
moment
later
.
"
And
if
he
interferes
--
"
"
But
I
dare
not
stay
ashore
all
night
alone
,
"
Maud
was
saying
when
I
came
back
to
myself
.
"
It
would
be
so
much
nicer
if
he
would
be
friendly
with
us
and
help
us
.
We
could
all
live
comfortably
aboard
.
"
We
will
,
"
I
asserted
,
still
savagely
,
for
the
destruction
of
my
beloved
shears
had
hit
me
hard
.
"
That
is
,
you
and
I
will
live
aboard
,
friendly
or
not
with
Wolf
Larsen
.
"
"
It
's
childish
,
"
I
laughed
later
,
"
for
him
to
do
such
things
,
and
for
me
to
grow
angry
over
them
,
for
that
matter
.
"
But
my
heart
smote
me
when
we
climbed
aboard
and
looked
at
the
havoc
he
had
done
.
The
shears
were
gone
altogether
.
The
guys
had
been
slashed
right
and
left
.
The
throat-halyards
which
I
had
rigged
were
cut
across
through
every
part
.
And
he
knew
I
could
not
splice
.
A
thought
struck
me
.
I
ran
to
the
windlass
.
It
would
not
work
.
He
had
broken
it
.
We
looked
at
each
other
in
consternation
.
Then
I
ran
to
the
side
.
The
masts
,
booms
,
and
gaffs
I
had
cleared
were
gone
.
He
had
found
the
lines
which
held
them
,
and
cast
them
adrift
.
Tears
were
in
Maud
's
eyes
,
and
I
do
believe
they
were
for
me
.
I
could
have
wept
myself
.
Where
now
was
our
project
of
remasting
the
Ghost
?
He
had
done
his
work
well
.
I
sat
down
on
the
hatch-combing
and
rested
my
chin
on
my
hands
in
black
despair
.
"
He
deserves
to
die
,
"
I
cried
out
;
"
and
God
forgive
me
,
I
am
not
man
enough
to
be
his
executioner
.
"
But
Maud
was
by
my
side
,
passing
her
hand
soothingly
through
my
hair
as
though
I
were
a
child
,
and
saying
,
"
There
,
there
;
it
will
all
come
right
.
We
are
in
the
right
,
and
it
must
come
right
.
"
I
remembered
Michelet
and
leaned
my
head
against
her
;
and
truly
I
became
strong
again
.
The
blessed
woman
was
an
unfailing
fount
of
power
to
me
.
What
did
it
matter
?
Only
a
set-back
,
a
delay
.
The
tide
could
not
have
carried
the
masts
far
to
seaward
,
and
there
had
been
no
wind
.
It
meant
merely
more
work
to
find
them
and
tow
them
back
.
And
besides
,
it
was
a
lesson
.
I
knew
what
to
expect
.
He
might
have
waited
and
destroyed
our
work
more
effectually
when
we
had
more
accomplished
.
