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She
nodded
her
head
;
and
I
could
see
sympathy
warm
in
eyes
.
We
went
up
to
him
,
but
he
seemed
unconscious
,
breathing
spasmodically
.
She
took
charge
of
him
,
lifting
his
head
to
keep
the
blood
out
of
it
and
despatching
me
to
the
cabin
for
a
pillow
.
I
also
brought
blankets
,
and
we
made
him
comfortable
.
I
took
his
pulse
.
It
beat
steadily
and
strong
,
and
was
quite
normal
.
This
puzzled
me
.
I
became
suspicious
.
"
What
if
he
should
be
feigning
this
?
"
I
asked
,
still
holding
his
wrist
.
Maud
shook
her
head
,
and
there
was
reproof
in
her
eyes
.
But
just
then
the
wrist
I
held
leaped
from
my
hand
,
and
the
hand
clasped
like
a
steel
trap
about
my
wrist
.
I
cried
aloud
in
awful
fear
,
a
wild
inarticulate
cry
;
and
I
caught
one
glimpse
of
his
face
,
malignant
and
triumphant
,
as
his
other
hand
compassed
my
body
and
I
was
drawn
down
to
him
in
a
terrible
grip
.
My
wrist
was
released
,
but
his
other
arm
,
passed
around
my
back
,
held
both
my
arms
so
that
I
could
not
move
.
His
free
hand
went
to
my
throat
,
and
in
that
moment
I
knew
the
bitterest
foretaste
of
death
earned
by
one
's
own
idiocy
.
Why
had
I
trusted
myself
within
reach
of
those
terrible
arms
?
I
could
feel
other
hands
at
my
throat
.
They
were
Maud
's
hands
,
striving
vainly
to
tear
loose
the
hand
that
was
throttling
me
.
She
gave
it
up
,
and
I
heard
her
scream
in
a
way
that
cut
me
to
the
soul
,
for
it
was
a
woman
's
scream
of
fear
and
heart-breaking
despair
.
I
had
heard
it
before
,
during
the
sinking
of
the
Martinez
.
My
face
was
against
his
chest
and
I
could
not
see
,
but
I
heard
Maud
turn
and
run
swiftly
away
along
the
deck
.
Everything
was
happening
quickly
.
I
had
not
yet
had
a
glimmering
of
unconsciousness
,
and
it
seemed
that
an
interminable
period
of
time
was
lapsing
before
I
heard
her
feet
flying
back
.
And
just
then
I
felt
the
whole
man
sink
under
me
.
The
breath
was
leaving
his
lungs
and
his
chest
was
collapsing
under
my
weight
.
Whether
it
was
merely
the
expelled
breath
,
or
his
consciousness
of
his
growing
impotence
,
I
know
not
,
but
his
throat
vibrated
with
a
deep
groan
.
The
hand
at
my
throat
relaxed
.
I
breathed
.
It
fluttered
and
tightened
again
.
But
even
his
tremendous
will
could
not
overcome
the
dissolution
that
assailed
it
.
That
will
of
his
was
breaking
down
.
He
was
fainting
.
Maud
's
footsteps
were
very
near
as
his
hand
fluttered
for
the
last
time
and
my
throat
was
released
.
I
rolled
off
and
over
to
the
deck
on
my
back
,
gasping
and
blinking
in
the
sunshine
.
Maud
was
pale
but
composed
--
my
eyes
had
gone
instantly
to
her
face
--
and
she
was
looking
at
me
with
mingled
alarm
and
relief
.
A
heavy
seal-club
in
her
hand
caught
my
eyes
,
and
at
that
moment
she
followed
my
gaze
down
to
it
.
The
club
dropped
from
her
hand
as
though
it
had
suddenly
stung
her
,
and
at
the
same
moment
my
heart
surged
with
a
great
joy
.
Truly
she
was
my
woman
,
my
mate-woman
,
fighting
with
me
and
for
me
as
the
mate
of
a
caveman
would
have
fought
,
all
the
primitive
in
her
aroused
,
forgetful
of
her
culture
,
hard
under
the
softening
civilization
of
the
only
life
she
had
ever
known
.
"
Dear
woman
!
"
I
cried
,
scrambling
to
my
feet
.
