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It
seemed
inconceivable
that
Captain
Whalley
should
not
laugh
at
the
expression
of
disgust
that
overspread
the
heavy
,
yellow
countenance
.
But
Captain
Whalley
never
raised
his
eyes
--
sitting
in
his
arm-chair
,
outraged
,
dignified
,
and
motionless
.
"
Much
good
it
was
to
me
,
"
Massy
remonstrated
monotonously
,
"
to
insert
a
clause
for
dismissal
for
intemperance
against
a
man
who
drinks
nothing
but
water
.
And
you
looked
so
upset
,
too
,
when
I
read
my
draft
in
the
lawyer
's
office
that
morning
,
Captain
Whalley
,
--
you
looked
so
crestfallen
,
that
I
made
sure
I
had
gone
home
on
your
weak
spot
.
A
shipowner
ca
n't
be
too
careful
as
to
the
sort
of
skipper
he
gets
.
You
must
have
been
laughing
at
me
in
your
sleeve
all
the
blessed
time
...
Eh
?
What
are
you
going
to
say
?
"
Captain
Whalley
had
only
shuffled
his
feet
slightly
.
A
dull
animosity
became
apparent
in
Massy
's
sideways
stare
.
"
But
recollect
that
there
are
other
grounds
of
dismissal
.
There
's
habitual
carelessness
,
amounting
to
incompetence
--
there
's
gross
and
persistent
neglect
of
duty
.
I
am
not
quite
as
big
a
fool
as
you
try
to
make
me
out
to
be
.
You
have
been
careless
of
late
--
leaving
everything
to
that
Serang
.
Why
!
I
've
seen
you
letting
that
old
fool
of
a
Malay
take
bearings
for
you
,
as
if
you
were
too
big
to
attend
to
your
work
yourself
.
And
what
do
you
call
that
silly
touch-and-go
manner
in
which
you
took
the
ship
over
the
bar
just
now
?
You
expect
me
to
put
up
with
that
?
"
Leaning
on
his
elbow
against
the
ladder
abaft
the
bridge
,
Sterne
,
the
mate
,
tried
to
hear
,
blinking
the
while
from
the
distance
at
the
second
engineer
,
who
had
come
up
for
a
moment
,
and
stood
in
the
engine-room
companion
.
Wiping
his
hands
on
a
bunch
of
cotton
waste
,
he
looked
about
with
indifference
to
the
right
and
left
at
the
river
banks
slipping
astern
of
the
Sofala
steadily
.
Massy
turned
full
at
the
chair
.
The
character
of
his
whine
became
again
threatening
.
"
Take
care
.
I
may
yet
dismiss
you
and
freeze
to
your
money
for
a
year
.
I
may
...
"
But
before
the
silent
,
rigid
immobility
of
the
man
whose
money
had
come
in
the
nick
of
time
to
save
him
from
utter
ruin
,
his
voice
died
out
in
his
throat
.
"
Not
that
I
want
you
to
go
,
"
he
resumed
after
a
silence
,
and
in
an
absurdly
insinuating
tone
.
"
I
want
nothing
better
than
to
be
friends
and
renew
the
agreement
,
if
you
will
consent
to
find
another
couple
of
hundred
to
help
with
the
new
boilers
,
Captain
Whalley
.
I
've
told
you
before
.
She
must
have
new
boilers
;
you
know
it
as
well
as
I
do
.
Have
you
thought
this
over
?
"
