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The
chief
engineer
looked
around
.
The
deck
was
empty
as
far
as
the
taffrail
.
All
the
native
passengers
had
left
in
Batu
Beru
this
time
,
and
no
others
had
joined
.
The
dial
of
the
patent
log
tinkled
periodically
in
the
dark
at
the
end
of
the
ship
.
It
was
a
dead
calm
,
and
,
under
the
clouded
sky
,
through
the
still
air
that
seemed
to
cling
warm
,
with
a
seaweed
smell
,
to
her
slim
hull
,
on
a
sea
of
somber
gray
and
unwrinkled
,
the
ship
moved
on
an
even
keel
,
as
if
floating
detached
in
empty
space
.
But
Mr.
Massy
slapped
his
forehead
,
tottered
a
little
,
caught
hold
of
a
belaying-pin
at
the
foot
of
the
mast
.
"
I
shall
go
mad
,
"
he
muttered
,
walking
across
the
deck
unsteadily
.
A
shovel
was
scraping
loose
coal
down
below
--
a
fire-door
clanged
.
Sterne
on
the
bridge
began
whistling
a
new
tune
.
Captain
Whalley
,
sitting
on
the
couch
,
awake
and
fully
dressed
,
heard
the
door
of
his
cabin
open
.
He
did
not
move
in
the
least
,
waiting
to
recognize
the
voice
,
with
an
appalling
strain
of
prudence
.
A
bulkhead
lamp
blazed
on
the
white
paint
,
the
crimson
plush
,
the
brown
varnish
of
mahogany
tops
.
The
white
wood
packing-case
under
the
bed-place
had
remained
unopened
for
three
years
now
,
as
though
Captain
Whalley
had
felt
that
,
after
the
Fair
Maid
was
gone
,
there
could
be
no
abiding-place
on
earth
for
his
affections
.
His
hands
rested
on
his
knees
;
his
handsome
head
with
big
eyebrows
presented
a
rigid
profile
to
the
doorway
.
The
expected
voice
spoke
out
at
last
.
"
Once
more
,
then
.
What
am
I
to
call
you
?
"
Ha
!
Massy
.
Again
.
The
weariness
of
it
crushed
his
heart
--
and
the
pain
of
shame
was
almost
more
than
he
could
bear
without
crying
out
.
"
Well
.
Is
it
to
be
'
partner
'
still
?
"
"
You
do
n't
know
what
you
ask
.
"
"
I
know
what
I
want
...
"
