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“
You
must
maroon
me
as
soon
as
ever
you
can
get
amongst
these
islands
off
the
Cambodge
shore
,
”
he
went
on
.
“
Maroon
you
!
We
are
not
living
in
a
boy
’
s
adventure
tale
,
”
I
protested
.
His
scornful
whispering
took
me
up
.
“
We
aren
’
t
indeed
!
There
’
s
nothing
of
a
boy
’
s
tale
in
this
.
But
there
’
s
nothing
else
for
it
.
I
want
no
more
.
You
don
’
t
suppose
I
am
afraid
of
what
can
be
done
to
me
?
Prison
or
gallows
or
whatever
they
may
please
.
But
you
don
’
t
see
me
coming
back
to
explain
such
things
to
an
old
fellow
in
a
wig
and
twelve
respectable
tradesmen
,
do
you
?
What
can
they
know
whether
I
am
guilty
or
not
—
or
of
what
I
am
guilty
,
either
?
That
’
s
my
affair
.
What
does
the
Bible
say
?
‘
Driven
off
the
face
of
the
earth
.
’
Very
well
,
I
am
off
the
face
of
the
earth
now
.
As
I
came
at
night
so
I
shall
go
.
”
“
Impossible
!
”
I
murmured
.
“
You
can
’
t
.
”
“
Can
’
t
?
.
.
.
Not
naked
like
a
soul
on
the
Day
of
Judgment
.
I
shall
freeze
on
to
this
sleeping
suit
.
The
Last
Day
is
not
yet
—
and
.
.
.
you
have
understood
thoroughly
.
Didn
’
t
you
?
”
I
felt
suddenly
ashamed
of
myself
.
I
may
say
truly
that
I
understood
—
and
my
hesitation
in
letting
that
man
swim
away
from
my
ship
’
s
side
had
been
a
mere
sham
sentiment
,
a
sort
of
cowardice
.
“
It
can
’
t
be
done
now
till
next
night
,
”
I
breathed
out
.
“
The
ship
is
on
the
off
-
shore
tack
and
the
wind
may
fail
us
.
”
“
As
long
as
I
know
that
you
understand
,
”
he
whispered
.
“
But
of
course
you
do
.
It
’
s
a
great
satisfaction
to
have
got
somebody
to
understand
.
You
seem
to
have
been
there
on
purpose
.
”
And
in
the
same
whisper
,
as
if
we
two
whenever
we
talked
had
to
say
things
to
each
other
which
were
not
fit
for
the
world
to
hear
,
he
added
,
“
It
’
s
very
wonderful
.
”
We
remained
side
by
side
talking
in
our
secret
way
—
but
sometimes
silent
or
just
exchanging
a
whispered
word
or
two
at
long
intervals
.
And
as
usual
he
stared
through
the
port
.
A
breath
of
wind
came
now
and
again
into
our
faces
.
The
ship
might
have
been
moored
in
dock
,
so
gently
and
on
an
even
keel
she
slipped
through
the
water
,
that
did
not
murmur
even
at
our
passage
,
shadowy
and
silent
like
a
phantom
sea
.
