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But
of
Johnson
's
grumbling
at
the
slop-chest
I
knew
nothing
,
so
that
what
I
witnessed
came
with
a
shock
of
sudden
surprise
.
I
had
just
finished
sweeping
the
cabin
,
and
had
been
inveigled
by
Wolf
Larsen
into
a
discussion
of
Hamlet
,
his
favourite
Shakespearian
character
,
when
Johansen
descended
the
companion
stairs
followed
by
Johnson
.
The
latter
's
cap
came
off
after
the
custom
of
the
sea
,
and
he
stood
respectfully
in
the
centre
of
the
cabin
,
swaying
heavily
and
uneasily
to
the
roll
of
the
schooner
and
facing
the
captain
.
"
Shut
the
doors
and
draw
the
slide
,
"
Wolf
Larsen
said
to
me
.
As
I
obeyed
I
noticed
an
anxious
light
come
into
Johnson
's
eyes
,
but
I
did
not
dream
of
its
cause
.
I
did
not
dream
of
what
was
to
occur
until
it
did
occur
,
but
he
knew
from
the
very
first
what
was
coming
and
awaited
it
bravely
.
And
in
his
action
I
found
complete
refutation
of
all
Wolf
Larsen
's
materialism
.
The
sailor
Johnson
was
swayed
by
idea
,
by
principle
,
and
truth
,
and
sincerity
.
He
was
right
,
he
knew
he
was
right
,
and
he
was
unafraid
.
He
would
die
for
the
right
if
needs
be
,
he
would
be
true
to
himself
,
sincere
with
his
soul
.
And
in
this
was
portrayed
the
victory
of
the
spirit
over
the
flesh
,
the
indomitability
and
moral
grandeur
of
the
soul
that
knows
no
restriction
and
rises
above
time
and
space
and
matter
with
a
surety
and
invincibleness
born
of
nothing
else
than
eternity
and
immortality
.
But
to
return
.
I
noticed
the
anxious
light
in
Johnson
's
eyes
,
but
mistook
it
for
the
native
shyness
and
embarrassment
of
the
man
.
The
mate
,
Johansen
,
stood
away
several
feet
to
the
side
of
him
,
and
fully
three
yards
in
front
of
him
sat
Wolf
Larsen
on
one
of
the
pivotal
cabin
chairs
.
An
appreciable
pause
fell
after
I
had
closed
the
doors
and
drawn
the
slide
,
a
pause
that
must
have
lasted
fully
a
minute
.
It
was
broken
by
Wolf
Larsen
.
"
Yonson
,
"
he
began
.
"
My
name
is
Johnson
,
sir
,
"
the
sailor
boldly
corrected
.
"
Well
,
Johnson
,
then
,
damn
you
!
Can
you
guess
why
I
have
sent
for
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
and
no
,
sir
,
"
was
the
slow
reply
.
"
My
work
is
done
well
.
The
mate
knows
that
,
and
you
know
it
,
sir
.
So
there
can
not
be
any
complaint
.
"
