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He
braced
his
legs
and
feet
,
pressing
the
cabin
floor
with
his
toes
in
a
clutching
sort
of
way
.
Knots
and
ridges
and
mounds
of
muscles
writhed
and
bunched
under
the
skin
.
"
Feel
them
,
"
he
commanded
.
They
were
hard
as
iron
.
And
I
observed
,
also
,
that
his
whole
body
had
unconsciously
drawn
itself
together
,
tense
and
alert
;
that
muscles
were
softly
crawling
and
shaping
about
the
hips
,
along
the
back
,
and
across
the
shoulders
;
that
the
arms
were
slightly
lifted
,
their
muscles
contracting
,
the
fingers
crooking
till
the
hands
were
like
talons
;
and
that
even
the
eyes
had
changed
expression
and
into
them
were
coming
watchfulness
and
measurement
and
a
light
none
other
than
of
battle
.
"
Stability
,
equilibrium
,
"
he
said
,
relaxing
on
the
instant
and
sinking
his
body
back
into
repose
.
"
Feet
with
which
to
clutch
the
ground
,
legs
to
stand
on
and
to
help
withstand
,
while
with
arms
and
hands
,
teeth
and
nails
,
I
struggle
to
kill
and
to
be
not
killed
.
Purpose
?
Utility
is
the
better
word
.
"
I
did
not
argue
.
I
had
seen
the
mechanism
of
the
primitive
fighting
beast
,
and
I
was
as
strongly
impressed
as
if
I
had
seen
the
engines
of
a
great
battleship
or
Atlantic
liner
.
I
was
surprised
,
considering
the
fierce
struggle
in
the
forecastle
,
at
the
superficiality
of
his
hurts
,
and
I
pride
myself
that
I
dressed
them
dexterously
.
With
the
exception
of
several
bad
wounds
,
the
rest
were
merely
severe
bruises
and
lacerations
.
The
blow
which
he
had
received
before
going
overboard
had
laid
his
scalp
open
several
inches
.
This
,
under
his
direction
,
I
cleansed
and
sewed
together
,
having
first
shaved
the
edges
of
the
wound
.
Then
the
calf
of
his
leg
was
badly
lacerated
and
looked
as
though
it
had
been
mangled
by
a
bulldog
Some
sailor
,
he
told
me
,
had
laid
hold
of
it
by
his
teeth
,
at
the
beginning
of
the
fight
,
and
hung
on
and
been
dragged
to
the
top
of
the
forecastle
ladder
,
when
he
was
kicked
loose
.
"
By
the
way
,
Hump
,
as
I
have
remarked
,
you
are
a
handy
man
,
"
Wolf
Larsen
began
,
when
my
work
was
done
.
"
As
you
know
,
we
're
short
a
mate
.
Hereafter
you
shall
stand
watches
,
receive
seventy-five
dollars
per
month
,
and
be
addressed
fore
and
aft
as
Mr.
Van
Weyden
.
"
"
I
--
I
do
n't
understand
navigation
,
you
know
,
"
I
gasped
.
"
Not
necessary
at
all
.
"
