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“
Are
you
going
to
try
that
,
sir
?
”
he
stammered
out
incredulously
.
I
took
no
notice
of
him
and
raised
my
tone
just
enough
to
be
heard
by
the
helmsman
.
“
Keep
her
good
full
.
”
“
Good
full
,
sir
.
”
The
wind
fanned
my
cheek
,
the
sails
slept
,
the
world
was
silent
.
The
strain
of
watching
the
dark
loom
of
the
land
grow
bigger
and
denser
was
too
much
for
me
.
I
had
shut
my
eyes
—
because
the
ship
must
go
closer
.
She
must
!
The
stillness
was
intolerable
.
Were
we
standing
still
?
When
I
opened
my
eyes
the
second
view
started
my
heart
with
a
thump
.
The
black
southern
hill
of
Koh
-
ring
seemed
to
hang
right
over
the
ship
like
a
towering
fragment
of
everlasting
night
.
On
that
enormous
mass
of
blackness
there
was
not
a
gleam
to
be
seen
,
not
a
sound
to
be
heard
.
It
was
gliding
irresistibly
towards
us
and
yet
seemed
already
within
reach
of
the
hand
.
I
saw
the
vague
figures
of
the
watch
grouped
in
the
waist
,
gazing
in
awed
silence
.
“
Are
you
going
on
,
sir
?
”
inquired
an
unsteady
voice
at
my
elbow
.
I
ignored
it
.
I
had
to
go
on
.
“
Keep
her
full
.
Don
’
t
check
her
way
.
That
won
’
t
do
now
,
”
I
said
warningly
.
“
I
can
’
t
see
the
sails
very
well
,
”
the
helmsman
answered
me
,
in
strange
,
quavering
tones
.
