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He
made
as
if
to
tear
his
hair
,
and
addressed
me
recklessly
.
“
She
will
never
get
out
.
You
have
done
it
,
sir
.
I
knew
it
’
d
end
in
something
like
this
.
She
will
never
weather
,
and
you
are
too
close
now
to
stay
.
She
’
ll
drift
ashore
before
she
’
s
round
.
Oh
my
God
!
”
I
caught
his
arm
as
he
was
raising
it
to
batter
his
poor
devoted
head
,
and
shook
it
violently
.
“
She
’
s
ashore
already
,
”
he
wailed
,
trying
to
tear
himself
away
.
“
Is
she
?
.
.
.
Keep
good
full
there
!
”
“
Good
full
,
sir
,
”
cried
the
helmsman
in
a
frightened
,
thin
,
childlike
voice
.
I
hadn
’
t
let
go
the
mate
’
s
arm
and
went
on
shaking
it
.
“
Ready
about
,
do
you
hear
?
You
go
forward
”
—
shake
—
“
and
stop
there
”
—
shake
—
“
and
hold
your
noise
”
—
shake
—
“
and
see
these
head
-
sheets
properly
overhauled
”
—
shake
,
shake
—
shake
.
And
all
the
time
I
dared
not
look
towards
the
land
lest
my
heart
should
fail
me
.
I
released
my
grip
at
last
and
he
ran
forward
as
if
fleeing
for
dear
life
.
I
wondered
what
my
double
there
in
the
sail
locker
thought
of
this
commotion
.
He
was
able
to
hear
everything
—
and
perhaps
he
was
able
to
understand
why
,
on
my
conscience
,
it
had
to
be
thus
close
—
no
less
.
My
first
order
“
Hard
alee
!
”
re
-
echoed
ominously
under
the
towering
shadow
of
Koh
-
ring
as
if
I
had
shouted
in
a
mountain
gorge
.
And
then
I
watched
the
land
intently
.
In
that
smooth
water
and
light
wind
it
was
impossible
to
feel
the
ship
coming
-
to
.
No
!
I
could
not
feel
her
.
And
my
second
self
was
making
now
ready
to
ship
out
and
lower
himself
overboard
.
Perhaps
he
was
gone
already
.
.
.
?
