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I
discovered
her
in
the
steerage
,
by
Wolf
Larsen
's
bunk
.
I
looked
at
him
,
the
man
who
had
been
hurled
down
from
the
topmost
pitch
of
life
to
be
buried
alive
and
be
worse
than
dead
.
There
seemed
a
relaxation
of
his
expressionless
face
which
was
new
.
Maud
looked
at
me
and
I
understood
.
"
His
life
flickered
out
in
the
storm
,
"
I
said
.
"
But
he
still
lives
,
"
she
answered
,
infinite
faith
in
her
voice
.
"
He
had
too
great
strength
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
,
"
but
now
it
no
longer
shackles
him
.
He
is
a
free
spirit
.
"
"
He
is
a
free
spirit
surely
,
"
I
answered
;
and
,
taking
her
hand
,
I
led
her
on
deck
.
The
storm
broke
that
night
,
which
is
to
say
that
it
diminished
as
slowly
as
it
had
arisen
.
After
breakfast
next
morning
,
when
I
had
hoisted
Wolf
Larsen
's
body
on
deck
ready
for
burial
,
it
was
still
blowing
heavily
and
a
large
sea
was
running
.
The
deck
was
continually
awash
with
the
sea
which
came
inboard
over
the
rail
and
through
the
scuppers
.
The
wind
smote
the
schooner
with
a
sudden
gust
,
and
she
heeled
over
till
her
lee
rail
was
buried
,
the
roar
in
her
rigging
rising
in
pitch
to
a
shriek
.
We
stood
in
the
water
to
our
knees
as
I
bared
my
head
.
"
I
remember
only
one
part
of
the
service
,
"
I
said
,
"
and
that
is
,
'
And
the
body
shall
be
cast
into
the
sea
.
'
"
Maud
looked
at
me
,
surprised
and
shocked
;
but
the
spirit
of
something
I
had
seen
before
was
strong
upon
me
,
impelling
me
to
give
service
to
Wolf
Larsen
as
Wolf
Larsen
had
once
given
service
to
another
man
.
I
lifted
the
end
of
the
hatch
cover
and
the
canvas-shrouded
body
slipped
feet
first
into
the
sea
.
The
weight
of
iron
dragged
it
down
.
It
was
gone
.
