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"
It
's
incredible
,
"
whispered
Mr.
Van
Wyk
.
Captain
Whalley
's
appalling
murmur
flowed
on
.
"
Not
even
the
sign
of
God
's
anger
could
make
me
forget
her
.
How
could
I
forsake
my
child
,
feeling
my
vigor
all
the
time
--
the
blood
warm
within
me
?
Warm
as
yours
.
It
seems
to
me
that
,
like
the
blinded
Samson
,
I
would
find
the
strength
to
shake
down
a
temple
upon
my
head
.
She
's
a
struggling
woman
--
my
own
child
that
we
used
to
pray
over
together
,
my
poor
wife
and
I.
Do
you
remember
that
day
I
as
well
as
told
you
that
I
believed
God
would
let
me
live
to
a
hundred
for
her
sake
?
What
sin
is
there
in
loving
your
child
?
Do
you
see
it
?
I
was
ready
for
her
sake
to
live
for
ever
.
I
half
believed
I
would
.
I
've
been
praying
for
death
since
.
Ha
!
Presumptuous
man
--
you
wanted
to
live
...
"
A
tremendous
,
shuddering
upheaval
of
that
big
frame
,
shaken
by
a
gasping
sob
,
set
the
glasses
jingling
all
over
the
table
,
seemed
to
make
the
whole
house
tremble
to
the
roof-tree
.
And
Mr.
Van
Wyk
,
whose
feeling
of
outraged
love
had
been
translated
into
a
form
of
struggle
with
nature
,
understood
very
well
that
,
for
that
man
whose
whole
life
had
been
conditioned
by
action
,
there
could
exist
no
other
expression
for
all
the
emotions
;
that
,
to
voluntarily
cease
venturing
,
doing
,
enduring
,
for
his
child
's
sake
,
would
have
been
exactly
like
plucking
his
warm
love
for
her
out
of
his
living
heart
.
Something
too
monstrous
,
too
impossible
,
even
to
conceive
.
Captain
Whalley
had
not
changed
his
attitude
,
that
seemed
to
express
something
of
shame
,
sorrow
,
and
defiance
.
"
I
have
even
deceived
you
.
If
it
had
not
been
for
that
word
'
esteem
.
'
These
are
not
the
words
for
me
.
I
would
have
lied
to
you
.
Have
n't
I
lied
to
you
?
Were
n't
you
going
to
trust
your
property
on
board
this
very
trip
?
"
"
I
have
a
floating
yearly
policy
,
"
Mr.
Van
Wyk
said
almost
unwittingly
,
and
was
amazed
at
the
sudden
cropping
up
of
a
commercial
detail
.
"
The
ship
is
unseaworthy
,
I
tell
you
.
The
policy
would
be
invalid
if
it
were
known
...
"
"
We
shall
share
the
guilt
,
then
.
"
