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"
Tell
that
to
the
marines
!
"
Mr.
Massy
,
going
out
,
looked
back
once
;
then
the
door
closed
,
and
Captain
Whalley
,
alone
,
sat
as
still
as
before
.
He
had
nothing
of
his
own
--
even
his
past
of
honor
,
of
truth
,
of
just
pride
,
was
gone
.
All
his
spotless
life
had
fallen
into
the
abyss
.
He
had
said
his
last
good-by
to
it
.
But
what
belonged
to
her
,
that
he
meant
to
save
.
Only
a
little
money
.
He
would
take
it
to
her
in
his
own
hands
--
this
last
gift
of
a
man
that
had
lasted
too
long
.
And
an
immense
and
fierce
impulse
,
the
very
passion
of
paternity
,
flamed
up
with
all
the
unquenched
vigor
of
his
worthless
life
in
a
desire
to
see
her
face
.
Just
across
the
deck
Massy
had
gone
straight
to
his
cabin
,
struck
a
light
,
and
hunted
up
the
note
of
the
dreamed
number
whose
figures
had
flamed
up
also
with
the
fierceness
of
another
passion
.
He
must
contrive
somehow
not
to
miss
a
drawing
.
That
number
meant
something
.
But
what
expedient
could
he
contrive
to
keep
himself
going
?
"
Wretched
miser
!
"
he
mumbled
.
If
Mr.
Sterne
could
at
no
time
have
told
him
anything
new
about
his
partner
,
he
could
have
told
Mr.
Sterne
that
another
use
could
be
made
of
a
man
's
affliction
than
just
to
kick
him
out
,
and
thus
defer
the
term
of
a
difficult
payment
for
a
year
.
To
keep
the
secret
of
the
affliction
and
induce
him
to
stay
was
a
better
move
.
If
without
means
,
he
would
be
anxious
to
remain
;
and
that
settled
the
question
of
refunding
him
his
share
.
He
did
not
know
exactly
how
much
Captain
Whalley
was
disabled
;
but
if
it
so
happened
that
he
put
the
ship
ashore
somewhere
for
good
and
all
,
it
was
not
the
owner
's
fault
--
was
it
?
He
was
not
obliged
to
know
that
there
was
anything
wrong
.
But
probably
nobody
would
raise
such
a
point
,
and
the
ship
was
fully
insured
.
He
had
had
enough
self-restraint
to
pay
up
the
premiums
.
But
this
was
not
all
.
He
could
not
believe
Captain
Whalley
to
be
so
confoundedly
destitute
as
not
to
have
some
more
money
put
away
somewhere
.
If
he
,
Massy
,
could
get
hold
of
it
,
that
would
pay
for
the
boilers
,
and
everything
went
on
as
before
.
And
if
she
got
lost
in
the
end
,
so
much
the
better
.
He
hated
her
:
he
loathed
the
troubles
that
took
his
mind
off
the
chances
of
fortune
.
He
wished
her
at
the
bottom
of
the
sea
,
and
the
insurance
money
in
his
pocket
.
And
as
,
baffled
,
he
left
Captain
Whalley
's
cabin
,
he
enveloped
in
the
same
hatred
the
ship
with
the
worn-out
boilers
and
the
man
with
the
dimmed
eyes
.
And
our
conduct
after
all
is
so
much
a
matter
of
outside
suggestion
,
that
had
it
not
been
for
his
Jack
's
drunken
gabble
he
would
have
there
and
then
had
it
out
with
this
miserable
man
,
who
would
neither
help
,
nor
stay
,
nor
yet
lose
the
ship
.
The
old
fraud
!
He
longed
to
kick
him
out
.
But
he
restrained
himself
.
Time
enough
for
that
--
when
he
liked
.
There
was
a
fearful
new
thought
put
into
his
head
.
Was
n't
he
up
to
it
after
all
?
How
that
beast
Jack
had
raved
!
"
Find
a
safe
trick
to
get
rid
of
her
.
"
Well
,
Jack
was
not
so
far
wrong
.
A
very
clever
trick
had
occurred
to
him
.
Aye
!
But
what
of
the
risk
?
A
feeling
of
pride
--
the
pride
of
superiority
to
common
prejudices
--
crept
into
his
breast
,
made
his
heart
beat
fast
,
his
mouth
turn
dry
.
Not
everybody
would
dare
;
but
he
was
Massy
,
and
he
was
up
to
it
!
Six
bells
were
struck
on
deck
.
Eleven
!
He
drank
a
glass
of
water
,
and
sat
down
for
ten
minutes
or
so
to
calm
himself
.
Then
he
got
out
of
his
chest
a
small
bull
's
-
eye
lantern
of
his
own
and
lit
it
.
