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"
An
'
'
twas
me
you
hit
,
of
course
,
"
Kelly
seconded
,
his
face
brightening
for
the
moment
.
Leach
and
Johnson
took
no
part
in
the
discussion
,
and
it
was
plain
to
see
that
their
mates
looked
upon
them
as
men
for
whom
the
worst
was
inevitable
,
who
were
beyond
hope
and
already
dead
.
Leach
stood
their
fears
and
reproaches
for
some
time
.
Then
he
broke
out
:
"
You
make
me
tired
!
A
nice
lot
of
gazabas
you
are
!
If
you
talked
less
with
yer
mouth
and
did
something
with
yer
hands
,
he
'd
a-ben
done
with
by
now
.
Why
could
n't
one
of
you
,
just
one
of
you
,
get
me
a
knife
when
I
sung
out
?
You
make
me
sick
!
A-beefin
'
and
bellerin
'
'
round
,
as
though
he
'd
kill
you
when
he
gets
you
!
You
know
damn
well
he
wont
.
Ca
n't
afford
to
.
No
shipping
masters
or
beach-combers
over
here
,
and
he
wants
yer
in
his
business
,
and
he
wants
yer
bad
.
Who
's
to
pull
or
steer
or
sail
ship
if
he
loses
yer
?
It
's
me
and
Johnson
have
to
face
the
music
.
Get
into
yer
bunks
,
now
,
and
shut
yer
faces
;
I
want
to
get
some
sleep
.
"
"
That
's
all
right
all
right
,
"
Parsons
spoke
up
.
"
Mebbe
he
wo
n't
do
for
us
,
but
mark
my
words
,
hell
'
ll
be
an
ice-box
to
this
ship
from
now
on
.
"
All
the
while
I
had
been
apprehensive
concerning
my
own
predicament
.
What
would
happen
to
me
when
these
men
discovered
my
presence
?
I
could
never
fight
my
way
out
as
Wolf
Larsen
had
done
.
And
at
this
moment
Latimer
called
down
the
scuttles
:
"
Hump
!
The
old
man
wants
you
!
"
"
He
ai
n't
down
here
!
"
Parsons
called
back
.
"
Yes
,
he
is
,
"
I
said
,
sliding
out
of
the
bunk
and
striving
my
hardest
to
keep
my
voice
steady
and
bold
.
The
sailors
looked
at
me
in
consternation
.
Fear
was
strong
in
their
faces
,
and
the
devilishness
which
comes
of
fear
.
"
I
'm
coming
!
"
I
shouted
up
to
Latimer
.
