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"
You
were
looking
squeamish
this
afternoon
,
"
he
began
.
"
What
was
the
matter
?
"
I
could
see
that
he
knew
what
had
made
me
possibly
as
sick
as
Harrison
,
that
he
was
trying
to
draw
me
,
and
I
answered
,
"
It
was
because
of
the
brutal
treatment
of
that
boy
.
"
He
gave
a
short
laugh
.
"
Like
sea-sickness
,
I
suppose
.
Some
men
are
subject
to
it
,
and
others
are
not
.
"
"
Not
so
,
"
I
objected
.
"
Just
so
,
"
he
went
on
.
"
The
earth
is
as
full
of
brutality
as
the
sea
is
full
of
motion
.
And
some
men
are
made
sick
by
the
one
,
and
some
by
the
other
.
That
's
the
only
reason
.
"
"
But
you
,
who
make
a
mock
of
human
life
,
do
n't
you
place
any
value
upon
it
whatever
?
"
I
demanded
.
"
Value
?
What
value
?
"
He
looked
at
me
,
and
though
his
eyes
were
steady
and
motionless
,
there
seemed
a
cynical
smile
in
them
.
"
What
kind
of
value
?
How
do
you
measure
it
?
Who
values
it
?
"
"
I
do
,
"
I
made
answer
.
"
Then
what
is
it
worth
to
you
?
Another
man
's
life
,
I
mean
.
Come
now
,
what
is
it
worth
?
"
The
value
of
life
?
How
could
I
put
a
tangible
value
upon
it
?
Somehow
,
I
,
who
have
always
had
expression
,
lacked
expression
when
with
Wolf
Larsen
.
I
have
since
determined
that
a
part
of
it
was
due
to
the
man
's
personality
,
but
that
the
greater
part
was
due
to
his
totally
different
outlook
.
Unlike
other
materialists
I
had
met
and
with
whom
I
had
something
in
common
to
start
on
,
I
had
nothing
in
common
with
him
.
Perhaps
,
also
,
it
was
the
elemental
simplicity
of
his
mind
that
baffled
me
.
He
drove
so
directly
to
the
core
of
the
matter
,
divesting
a
question
always
of
all
superfluous
details
,
and
with
such
an
air
of
finality
,
that
I
seemed
to
find
myself
struggling
in
deep
water
,
with
no
footing
under
me
.
Value
of
life
?
How
could
I
answer
the
question
on
the
spur
of
the
moment
?
The
sacredness
of
life
I
had
accepted
as
axiomatic
.
That
it
was
intrinsically
valuable
was
a
truism
I
had
never
questioned
.
But
when
he
challenged
the
truism
I
was
speechless
.
