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I
waited
till
he
was
gone
out
of
the
cuddy
,
then
rose
.
My
double
moved
too
.
The
time
had
come
to
exchange
our
last
whispers
,
for
neither
of
us
was
ever
to
hear
each
other
’
s
natural
voice
.
“
Look
here
!
”
I
opened
a
drawer
and
took
out
three
sovereigns
.
“
Take
this
anyhow
.
I
’
ve
got
six
and
I
’
d
give
you
the
lot
,
only
I
must
keep
a
little
money
to
buy
some
fruit
and
vegetables
for
the
crew
from
native
boats
as
we
go
through
Sunda
Straits
.
”
He
shook
his
head
.
“
Take
it
,
”
I
urged
him
,
whispering
desperately
.
“
No
one
can
tell
what
—
”
He
smiled
and
slapped
meaningly
the
only
pocket
of
the
sleeping
jacket
.
It
was
not
safe
,
certainly
.
But
I
produced
a
large
old
silk
handkerchief
of
mine
,
and
tying
the
three
pieces
of
gold
in
a
corner
,
pressed
it
on
him
.
He
was
touched
,
I
supposed
,
because
he
took
it
at
last
and
tied
it
quickly
round
his
waist
under
the
jacket
,
on
his
bare
skin
.
Our
eyes
met
;
several
seconds
elapsed
,
till
,
our
glances
still
mingled
,
I
extended
my
hand
and
turned
the
lamp
out
.
Then
I
passed
through
the
cuddy
,
leaving
the
door
of
my
room
wide
open
.
.
.
.
“
Steward
!
”
He
was
still
lingering
in
the
pantry
in
the
greatness
of
his
zeal
,
giving
a
rub
-
up
to
a
plated
cruet
stand
the
last
thing
before
going
to
bed
.
Being
careful
not
to
wake
up
the
mate
,
whose
room
was
opposite
,
I
spoke
in
an
undertone
.
He
looked
round
anxiously
.
“
Sir
!
”
“
Can
you
get
me
a
little
hot
water
from
the
galley
?
”
