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"'
You
may
depend
on
it
,
Captain
Jones
,
"
said
I
,
"
it
was
n't
anything
that
would
have
disturbed
much
either
of
us
two
,
"
I
said
;
and
then
,
as
if
a
light
had
been
flashed
into
the
muddle
of
his
brain
,
poor
old
Jones
found
a
last
word
of
amazing
profundity
.
He
blew
his
nose
,
nodding
at
me
dolefully
:
"
Ay
,
ay
!
neither
you
nor
I
,
sir
,
had
ever
thought
so
much
of
ourselves
.
"
'
Of
course
the
recollection
of
my
last
conversation
with
Brierly
is
tinged
with
the
knowledge
of
his
end
that
followed
so
close
upon
it
.
I
spoke
with
him
for
the
last
time
during
the
progress
of
the
inquiry
.
It
was
after
the
first
adjournment
,
and
he
came
up
with
me
in
the
street
.
He
was
in
a
state
of
irritation
,
which
I
noticed
with
surprise
,
his
usual
behaviour
when
he
condescended
to
converse
being
perfectly
cool
,
with
a
trace
of
amused
tolerance
,
as
if
the
existence
of
his
interlocutor
had
been
a
rather
good
joke
.
"
They
caught
me
for
that
inquiry
,
you
see
,
"
he
began
,
and
for
a
while
enlarged
complainingly
upon
the
inconveniences
of
daily
attendance
in
court
.
"
And
goodness
knows
how
long
it
will
last
.
Three
days
,
I
suppose
.
"
I
heard
him
out
in
silence
;
in
my
then
opinion
it
was
a
way
as
good
as
another
of
putting
on
side
.
"
What
's
the
use
of
it
?
It
is
the
stupidest
set-out
you
can
imagine
,
"
he
pursued
hotly
.
I
remarked
that
there
was
no
option
.
He
interrupted
me
with
a
sort
of
pent-up
violence
.
"
I
feel
like
a
fool
all
the
time
.
"
I
looked
up
at
him
.
This
was
going
very
far
--
for
Brierly
--
when
talking
of
Brierly
.
He
stopped
short
,
and
seizing
the
lapel
of
my
coat
,
gave
it
a
slight
tug
.
"
Why
are
we
tormenting
that
young
chap
?
"
he
asked
.
This
question
chimed
in
so
well
to
the
tolling
of
a
certain
thought
of
mine
that
,
with
the
image
of
the
absconding
renegade
in
my
eye
,
I
answered
at
once
,
"
Hanged
if
I
know
,
unless
it
be
that
he
lets
you
.
"
I
was
astonished
to
see
him
fall
into
line
,
so
to
speak
,
with
that
utterance
,
which
ought
to
have
been
tolerably
cryptic
.
He
said
angrily
,
"
Why
,
yes
.
Ca
n't
he
see
that
wretched
skipper
of
his
has
cleared
out
?
What
does
he
expect
to
happen
?
Nothing
can
save
him
.
He
's
done
for
.
"
We
walked
on
in
silence
a
few
steps
.
"
Why
eat
all
that
dirt
?
"
he
exclaimed
,
with
an
oriental
energy
of
expression
--
about
the
only
sort
of
energy
you
can
find
a
trace
of
east
of
the
fiftieth
meridian
.
I
wondered
greatly
at
the
direction
of
his
thoughts
,
but
now
I
strongly
suspect
it
was
strictly
in
character
:
at
bottom
poor
Brierly
must
have
been
thinking
of
himself
.
I
pointed
out
to
him
that
the
skipper
of
the
Patna
was
known
to
have
feathered
his
nest
pretty
well
,
and
could
procure
almost
anywhere
the
means
of
getting
away
.
With
Jim
it
was
otherwise
:
the
Government
was
keeping
him
in
the
Sailors
'
Home
for
the
time
being
,
and
probably
he
had
n't
a
penny
in
his
pocket
to
bless
himself
with
.
It
costs
some
money
to
run
away
.
"
Does
it
?
Not
always
,
"
he
said
,
with
a
bitter
laugh
,
and
to
some
further
remark
of
mine
--
"
Well
,
then
,
let
him
creep
twenty
feet
underground
and
stay
there
!
By
heavens
!
I
would
.
"
I
do
n't
know
why
his
tone
provoked
me
,
and
I
said
,
"
There
is
a
kind
of
courage
in
facing
it
out
as
he
does
,
knowing
very
well
that
if
he
went
away
nobody
would
trouble
to
run
after
hmm
.
"
"
Courage
be
hanged
!
"
growled
Brierly
.
"
That
sort
of
courage
is
of
no
use
to
keep
a
man
straight
,
and
I
do
n't
care
a
snap
for
such
courage
.
If
you
were
to
say
it
was
a
kind
of
cowardice
now
--
of
softness
.
I
tell
you
what
,
I
will
put
up
two
hundred
rupees
if
you
put
up
another
hundred
and
undertake
to
make
the
beggar
clear
out
early
to-morrow
morning
.
The
fellow
's
a
gentleman
if
he
ai
n't
fit
to
be
touched
--
he
will
understand
.
He
must
!
This
infernal
publicity
is
too
shocking
:
there
he
sits
while
all
these
confounded
natives
,
serangs
,
lascars
,
quartermasters
,
are
giving
evidence
that
's
enough
to
burn
a
man
to
ashes
with
shame
.
This
is
abominable
.
Why
,
Marlow
,
do
n't
you
think
,
do
n't
you
feel
,
that
this
is
abominable
;
do
n't
you
now
--
come
--
as
a
seaman
?
If
he
went
away
all
this
would
stop
at
once
.
"
Brierly
said
these
words
with
a
most
unusual
animation
,
and
made
as
if
to
reach
after
his
pocket-book
.
I
restrained
him
,
and
declared
coldly
that
the
cowardice
of
these
four
men
did
not
seem
to
me
a
matter
of
such
great
importance
.
"
And
you
call
yourself
a
seaman
,
I
suppose
,
"
he
pronounced
angrily
.
I
said
that
's
what
I
called
myself
,
and
I
hoped
I
was
too
.
He
heard
me
out
,
and
made
a
gesture
with
his
big
arm
that
seemed
to
deprive
me
of
my
individuality
,
to
push
me
away
into
the
crowd
.
"
The
worst
of
it
,
"
he
said
,
"
is
that
all
you
fellows
have
no
sense
of
dignity
;
you
do
n't
think
enough
of
what
you
are
supposed
to
be
.
"
'
We
had
been
walking
slowly
meantime
,
and
now
stopped
opposite
the
harbour
office
,
in
sight
of
the
very
spot
from
which
the
immense
captain
of
the
Patna
had
vanished
as
utterly
as
a
tiny
feather
blown
away
in
a
hurricane
.
I
smiled
.
Brierly
went
on
:
"
This
is
a
disgrace
.
We
've
got
all
kinds
amongst
us
--
some
anointed
scoundrels
in
the
lot
;
but
,
hang
it
,
we
must
preserve
professional
decency
or
we
become
no
better
than
so
many
tinkers
going
about
loose
.
We
are
trusted
.
Do
you
understand
?
--
trusted
!
Frankly
,
I
do
n't
care
a
snap
for
all
the
pilgrims
that
ever
came
out
of
Asia
,
but
a
decent
man
would
not
have
behaved
like
this
to
a
full
cargo
of
old
rags
in
bales
.
We
are
n't
an
organised
body
of
men
,
and
the
only
thing
that
holds
us
together
is
just
the
name
for
that
kind
of
decency
.
Such
an
affair
destroys
one
's
confidence
.
A
man
may
go
pretty
near
through
his
whole
sea-life
without
any
call
to
show
a
stiff
upper
lip
.
But
when
the
call
comes
...
Aha
!
...
If
I.
.
.
"
'
He
broke
off
,
and
in
a
changed
tone
,
"
I
'll
give
you
two
hundred
rupees
now
,
Marlow
,
and
you
just
talk
to
that
chap
.
Confound
him
!
I
wish
he
had
never
come
out
here
.
Fact
is
,
I
rather
think
some
of
my
people
know
his
.
The
old
man
's
a
parson
,
and
I
remember
now
I
met
him
once
when
staying
with
my
cousin
in
Essex
last
year
.
If
I
am
not
mistaken
,
the
old
chap
seemed
rather
to
fancy
his
sailor
son
.
Horrible
.
I
ca
n't
do
it
myself
--
but
you
...
"
'
Thus
,
apropos
of
Jim
,
I
had
a
glimpse
of
the
real
Brierly
a
few
days
before
he
committed
his
reality
and
his
sham
together
to
the
keeping
of
the
sea
.
Of
course
I
declined
to
meddle
.
The
tone
of
this
last
"
but
you
"
(
poor
Brierly
could
n't
help
it
)
,
that
seemed
to
imply
I
was
no
more
noticeable
than
an
insect
,
caused
me
to
look
at
the
proposal
with
indignation
,
and
on
account
of
that
provocation
,
or
for
some
other
reason
,
I
became
positive
in
my
mind
that
the
inquiry
was
a
severe
punishment
to
that
Jim
,
and
that
his
facing
it
--
practically
of
his
own
free
will
--
was
a
redeeming
feature
in
his
abominable
case
.
I
had
n't
been
so
sure
of
it
before
.
Brierly
went
off
in
a
huff
.
At
the
time
his
state
of
mind
was
more
of
a
mystery
to
me
than
it
is
now
.
'
Next
day
,
coming
into
court
late
,
I
sat
by
myself
.
Of
course
I
could
not
forget
the
conversation
I
had
with
Brierly
,
and
now
I
had
them
both
under
my
eyes
.
The
demeanour
of
one
suggested
gloomy
impudence
and
of
the
other
a
contemptuous
boredom
;
yet
one
attitude
might
not
have
been
truer
than
the
other
,
and
I
was
aware
that
one
was
not
true
.
Brierly
was
not
bored
--
he
was
exasperated
;
and
if
so
,
then
Jim
might
not
have
been
impudent
.
According
to
my
theory
he
was
not
.
I
imagined
he
was
hopeless
.
Then
it
was
that
our
glances
met
.
They
met
,
and
the
look
he
gave
me
was
discouraging
of
any
intention
I
might
have
had
to
speak
to
him
.
Upon
either
hypothesis
--
insolence
or
despair
--
I
felt
I
could
be
of
no
use
to
him
.
This
was
the
second
day
of
the
proceedings
.
Very
soon
after
that
exchange
of
glances
the
inquiry
was
adjourned
again
to
the
next
day
.
The
white
men
began
to
troop
out
at
once
.
Jim
had
been
told
to
stand
down
some
time
before
,
and
was
able
to
leave
amongst
the
first
.
I
saw
his
broad
shoulders
and
his
head
outlined
in
the
light
of
the
door
,
and
while
I
made
my
way
slowly
out
talking
with
some
one
--
some
stranger
who
had
addressed
me
casually
--
I
could
see
him
from
within
the
court-room
resting
both
elbows
on
the
balustrade
of
the
verandah
and
turning
his
back
on
the
small
stream
of
people
trickling
down
the
few
steps
.
There
was
a
murmur
of
voices
and
a
shuffle
of
boots
.
