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"
Look
here
,
"
the
hunter
Standish
spoke
to
Wolf
Larsen
,
"
that
's
my
boat-puller
,
and
I
do
n't
want
to
lose
him
.
"
"
That
's
all
right
,
Standish
,
"
was
the
reply
.
"
He
's
your
boat-puller
when
you
've
got
him
in
the
boat
;
but
he
's
my
sailor
when
I
have
him
aboard
,
and
I
'll
do
what
I
damn
well
please
with
him
.
"
"
But
that
's
no
reason
--
"
Standish
began
in
a
torrent
of
speech
.
"
That
'll
do
,
easy
as
she
goes
,
"
Wolf
Larsen
counselled
back
.
"
I
've
told
you
what
's
what
,
and
let
it
stop
at
that
.
The
man
's
mine
,
and
I
'll
make
soup
of
him
and
eat
it
if
I
want
to
.
"
There
was
an
angry
gleam
in
the
hunter
's
eye
,
but
he
turned
on
his
heel
and
entered
the
steerage
companion-way
,
where
he
remained
,
looking
upward
.
All
hands
were
on
deck
now
,
and
all
eyes
were
aloft
,
where
a
human
life
was
at
grapples
with
death
.
The
callousness
of
these
men
,
to
whom
industrial
organization
gave
control
of
the
lives
of
other
men
,
was
appalling
.
I
,
who
had
lived
out
of
the
whirl
of
the
world
,
had
never
dreamed
that
its
work
was
carried
on
in
such
fashion
.
Life
had
always
seemed
a
peculiarly
sacred
thing
,
but
here
it
counted
for
nothing
,
was
a
cipher
in
the
arithmetic
of
commerce
.
I
must
say
,
however
,
that
the
sailors
themselves
were
sympathetic
,
as
instance
the
case
of
Johnson
;
but
the
masters
(
the
hunters
and
the
captain
)
were
heartlessly
indifferent
.
Even
the
protest
of
Standish
arose
out
of
the
fact
that
he
did
not
wish
to
lose
his
boat-puller
.
Had
it
been
some
other
hunter
's
boat-puller
,
he
,
like
them
,
would
have
been
no
more
than
amused
.
But
to
return
to
Harrison
.
It
took
Johansen
,
insulting
and
reviling
the
poor
wretch
,
fully
ten
minutes
to
get
him
started
again
.
A
little
later
he
made
the
end
of
the
gaff
,
where
,
astride
the
spar
itself
,
he
had
a
better
chance
for
holding
on
.
He
cleared
the
sheet
,
and
was
free
to
return
,
slightly
downhill
now
,
along
the
halyards
to
the
mast
.
But
he
had
lost
his
nerve
.
Unsafe
as
was
his
present
position
,
he
was
loath
to
forsake
it
for
the
more
unsafe
position
on
the
halyards
.
He
looked
along
the
airy
path
he
must
traverse
,
and
then
down
to
the
deck
.
His
eyes
were
wide
and
staring
,
and
he
was
trembling
violently
.
I
had
never
seen
fear
so
strongly
stamped
upon
a
human
face
.
Johansen
called
vainly
for
him
to
come
down
.
At
any
moment
he
was
liable
to
be
snapped
off
the
gaff
,
but
he
was
helpless
with
fright
.
Wolf
Larsen
,
walking
up
and
down
with
Smoke
and
in
conversation
,
took
no
more
notice
of
him
,
though
he
cried
sharply
,
once
,
to
the
man
at
the
wheel
:
"
You
're
off
your
course
,
my
man
!
Be
careful
,
unless
you
're
looking
for
trouble
!
"
"
Ay
,
ay
,
sir
,
"
the
helmsman
responded
,
putting
a
couple
of
spokes
down
.
