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Late
that
afternoon
we
hove
up
anchor
and
got
away
.
Nothing
was
before
us
but
the
three
or
four
months
'
hunting
on
the
sealing
grounds
.
The
outlook
was
black
indeed
,
and
I
went
about
my
work
with
a
heavy
heart
.
An
almost
funereal
gloom
seemed
to
have
descended
upon
the
Ghost
.
Wolf
Larsen
had
taken
to
his
bunk
with
one
of
his
strange
,
splitting
headaches
.
Harrison
stood
listlessly
at
the
wheel
,
half
supporting
himself
by
it
,
as
though
wearied
by
the
weight
of
his
flesh
.
The
rest
of
the
men
were
morose
and
silent
.
I
came
upon
Kelly
crouching
to
the
lee
of
the
forecastle
scuttle
,
his
head
on
his
knees
,
his
arms
about
his
head
,
in
an
attitude
of
unutterable
despondency
.
Johnson
I
found
lying
full
length
on
the
forecastle
head
,
staring
at
the
troubled
churn
of
the
forefoot
,
and
I
remembered
with
horror
the
suggestion
Wolf
Larsen
had
made
.
It
seemed
likely
to
bear
fruit
.
I
tried
to
break
in
on
the
man
's
morbid
thoughts
by
calling
him
away
,
but
he
smiled
sadly
at
me
and
refused
to
obey
.
Leach
approached
me
as
I
returned
aft
.
"
I
want
to
ask
a
favour
,
Mr.
Van
Weyden
,
"
he
said
.
"
If
it
's
yer
luck
to
ever
make
'
Frisco
once
more
,
will
you
hunt
up
Matt
McCarthy
?
He
's
my
old
man
.
He
lives
on
the
Hill
,
back
of
the
Mayfair
bakery
,
runnin
'
a
cobbler
's
shop
that
everybody
knows
,
and
you
'll
have
no
trouble
Tell
him
I
lived
to
be
sorry
for
the
trouble
I
brought
him
and
the
things
I
done
,
and
--
and
just
tell
him
'
God
bless
him
,
'
for
me
.
"
I
nodded
my
head
,
but
said
,
"
We
'll
all
win
back
to
San
Francisco
,
Leach
,
and
you
'll
be
with
me
when
I
go
to
see
Matt
McCarthy
.
"
"
I
'd
like
to
believe
you
,
"
he
answered
,
shaking
my
hand
,
"
but
I
ca
n't
.
Wolf
Larsen
'
ll
do
for
me
,
I
know
it
;
and
all
I
can
hope
is
,
he
'll
do
it
quick
.
"
And
as
he
left
me
I
was
aware
of
the
same
desire
at
my
heart
.
Since
it
was
to
be
done
,
let
it
be
done
with
despatch
.
The
general
gloom
had
gathered
me
into
its
folds
.
The
worst
appeared
inevitable
;
and
as
I
paced
the
deck
,
hour
after
hour
,
I
found
myself
afflicted
with
Wolf
Larsen
's
repulsive
ideas
.
What
was
it
all
about
?
Where
was
the
grandeur
of
life
that
it
should
permit
such
wanton
destruction
of
human
souls
?
It
was
a
cheap
and
sordid
thing
after
all
,
this
life
,
and
the
sooner
over
the
better
.
Over
and
done
with
!
I
,
too
,
leaned
upon
the
rail
and
gazed
longingly
into
the
sea
,
with
the
certainty
that
sooner
or
later
I
should
be
sinking
down
,
down
,
through
the
cool
green
depths
of
its
oblivion
.
Strange
to
say
,
in
spite
of
the
general
foreboding
,
nothing
of
especial
moment
happened
on
the
Ghost
.
We
ran
on
to
the
north
and
west
till
we
raised
the
coast
of
Japan
and
picked
up
with
the
great
seal
herd
.
Coming
from
no
man
knew
where
in
the
illimitable
Pacific
,
it
was
travelling
north
on
its
annual
migration
to
the
rookeries
of
Bering
Sea
.
And
north
we
travelled
with
it
,
ravaging
and
destroying
,
flinging
the
naked
carcasses
to
the
shark
and
salting
down
the
skins
so
that
they
might
later
adorn
the
fair
shoulders
of
the
women
of
the
cities
.
It
was
wanton
slaughter
,
and
all
for
woman
's
sake
.
No
man
ate
of
the
seal
meat
or
the
oil
.
After
a
good
day
's
killing
I
have
seen
our
decks
covered
with
hides
and
bodies
,
slippery
with
fat
and
blood
,
the
scuppers
running
red
;
masts
,
ropes
,
and
rails
spattered
with
the
sanguinary
colour
;
and
the
men
,
like
butchers
plying
their
trade
,
naked
and
red
of
arm
and
hand
,
hard
at
work
with
ripping
and
flensing-knives
,
removing
the
skins
from
the
pretty
sea-creatures
they
had
killed
.
