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'
He
ran
back
to
the
boat
on
the
points
of
his
toes
,
and
returned
directly
to
worry
at
his
sleeve
,
begging
and
cursing
at
the
same
time
.
"'
I
believe
he
would
have
kissed
my
hands
,
"
said
Jim
savagely
,
"
and
,
next
moment
,
he
starts
foaming
and
whispering
in
my
face
,
'
If
I
had
the
time
I
would
like
to
crack
your
skull
for
you
.
'
I
pushed
him
away
.
Suddenly
he
caught
hold
of
me
round
the
neck
.
Damn
him
!
I
hit
him
.
I
hit
out
without
looking
.
'
Wo
n't
you
save
your
own
life
--
you
infernal
coward
?
'
he
sobs
.
Coward
!
He
called
me
an
infernal
coward
!
Ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
He
called
me
--
ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
...
"
'
He
had
thrown
himself
back
and
was
shaking
with
laughter
.
I
had
never
in
my
life
heard
anything
so
bitter
as
that
noise
.
It
fell
like
a
blight
on
all
the
merriment
about
donkeys
,
pyramids
,
bazaars
,
or
what
not
.
Along
the
whole
dim
length
of
the
gallery
the
voices
dropped
,
the
pale
blotches
of
faces
turned
our
way
with
one
accord
,
and
the
silence
became
so
profound
that
the
clear
tinkle
of
a
teaspoon
falling
on
the
tesselated
floor
of
the
verandah
rang
out
like
a
tiny
and
silvery
scream
.
"'
You
must
n't
laugh
like
this
,
with
all
these
people
about
,
"
I
remonstrated
.
"
It
is
n't
nice
for
them
,
you
know
.
"
'
He
gave
no
sign
of
having
heard
at
first
,
but
after
a
while
,
with
a
stare
that
,
missing
me
altogether
,
seemed
to
probe
the
heart
of
some
awful
vision
,
he
muttered
carelessly
--
"
Oh
!
they
'll
think
I
am
drunk
.
"
'
And
after
that
you
would
have
thought
from
his
appearance
he
would
never
make
a
sound
again
.
But
--
no
fear
!
He
could
no
more
stop
telling
now
than
he
could
have
stopped
living
by
the
mere
exertion
of
his
will
.
'
"'
Iwas
saying
to
myself
,
'
Sink
--
curse
you
!
Sink
!
"'
These
were
the
words
with
which
he
began
again
.
He
wanted
it
over
.
He
was
severely
left
aione
,
and
he
formulated
in
his
head
this
address
to
the
ship
in
a
tone
of
imprecation
,
while
at
the
same
time
he
enjoyed
the
privilege
of
witnessing
scenes
--
as
far
as
I
can
judge
--
of
low
comedy
.
They
were
still
at
that
bolt
.
The
skipper
was
ordering
,
"
Get
under
and
try
to
lift
"
;
and
the
others
naturally
shirked
.
You
understand
that
to
be
squeezed
flat
under
the
keel
of
a
boat
was
n't
a
desirable
position
to
be
caught
in
if
the
ship
went
down
suddenly
.
"
Why
do
n't
you
--
you
the
strongest
?
"
whined
the
little
engineer
.
"
Gott-for-dam
!
I
am
too
thick
,
"
spluttered
the
skipper
in
despair
.
It
was
funny
enough
to
make
angels
weep
.
They
stood
idle
for
a
moment
,
and
suddenly
the
chief
engineer
rushed
again
at
Jim
.
"'
Come
and
help
,
man
!
Are
you
mad
to
throw
your
only
chance
away
?
Come
and
help
,
man
!
Man
!
Look
there
--
look
!
"
'
And
at
last
Jim
looked
astern
where
the
other
pointed
with
maniacal
insistence
.
He
saw
a
silent
black
squall
which
had
eaten
up
already
one-third
of
the
sky
.
You
know
how
these
squalls
come
up
there
about
that
time
of
the
year
.
First
you
see
a
darkening
of
the
horizon
--
no
more
;
then
a
cloud
rises
opaque
like
a
wall
.
A
straight
edge
of
vapour
lined
with
sickly
whitish
gleams
flies
up
from
the
south-west
,
swallowing
the
stars
in
whole
constellations
;
its
shadow
flies
over
the
waters
,
and
confounds
sea
and
sky
into
one
abyss
of
obscurity
.
And
all
is
still
.
No
thunder
,
no
wind
,
no
sound
;
not
a
flicker
of
lightning
.
Then
in
the
tenebrous
immensity
a
livid
arch
appears
;
a
swell
or
two
like
undulations
of
the
very
darkness
run
past
,
and
,
suddenly
,
wind
and
rain
strike
together
with
a
peculiar
impetuosity
as
if
they
had
burst
through
something
solid
.
Such
a
cloud
had
come
up
while
they
were
n't
looking
.
They
had
just
noticed
it
,
and
were
perfectly
justified
in
surmising
that
if
in
absolute
stillness
there
was
some
chance
for
the
ship
to
keep
afloat
a
few
minutes
longer
,
the
least
disturbance
of
the
sea
would
make
an
end
of
her
instantly
.
Her
first
nod
to
the
swell
that
precedes
the
burst
of
such
a
squall
would
be
also
her
last
,
would
become
a
plunge
,
would
,
so
to
speak
,
be
prolonged
into
a
long
dive
,
down
,
down
to
the
bottom
.
Hence
these
new
capers
of
their
fright
,
these
new
antics
in
which
they
displayed
their
extreme
aversion
to
die
.
