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Granger
,
a
large
,
noisy
old
man
with
a
stick
--
he
was
sitting
listening
to
us
in
this
arm-chair
here
--
he
let
drive
suddenly
with
his
stick
at
the
floor
,
and
roars
out
,
'
Skunks
!
'
...
Made
us
all
jump
.
Vanlo
's
manager
winks
at
us
and
asks
,
'
What
's
the
matter
,
Captain
O'Brien
?
'
'
Matter
!
matter
!
'
the
old
man
began
to
shout
;
'
what
are
you
Injuns
laughing
at
?
It
's
no
laughing
matter
.
It
's
a
disgrace
to
human
natur
'
--
that
's
what
it
is
.
I
would
despise
being
seen
in
the
same
room
with
one
of
those
men
.
Yes
,
sir
!
'
He
seemed
to
catch
my
eye
like
,
and
I
had
to
speak
out
of
civility
.
'
Skunks
!
'
says
I
,
'
of
course
,
Captain
O'Brien
,
and
I
would
n't
care
to
have
them
here
myself
,
so
you
're
quite
safe
in
this
room
,
Captain
O'Brien
.
Have
a
little
something
cool
to
drink
.
'
'
Dam
'
your
drink
,
Egstrom
,
'
says
he
,
with
a
twinkle
in
his
eye
;
'
when
I
want
a
drink
I
will
shout
for
it
.
I
am
going
to
quit
.
It
stinks
here
now
.
'
At
this
all
the
others
burst
out
laughing
,
and
out
they
go
after
the
old
man
.
And
then
,
sir
,
that
blasted
Jim
he
puts
down
the
sandwich
he
had
in
his
hand
and
walks
round
the
table
to
me
;
there
was
his
glass
of
beer
poured
out
quite
full
.
'
I
am
off
,
'
he
says
--
just
like
this
.
'
It
is
n't
half-past
one
yet
,
'
says
I
;
'
you
might
snatch
a
smoke
first
.
'
I
thought
he
meant
it
was
time
for
him
to
go
down
to
his
work
.
When
I
understood
what
he
was
up
to
,
my
arms
fell
--
so
!
Ca
n't
get
a
man
like
that
every
day
,
you
know
,
sir
;
a
regular
devil
for
sailing
a
boat
;
ready
to
go
out
miles
to
sea
to
meet
ships
in
any
sort
of
weather
.
More
than
once
a
captain
would
come
in
here
full
of
it
,
and
the
first
thing
he
would
say
would
be
,
'
That
's
a
reckless
sort
of
a
lunatic
you
've
got
for
water-clerk
,
Egstrom
.
I
was
feeling
my
way
in
at
daylight
under
short
canvas
when
there
comes
flying
out
of
the
mist
right
under
my
forefoot
a
boat
half
under
water
,
sprays
going
over
the
mast-head
,
two
frightened
niggers
on
the
bottom
boards
,
a
yelling
fiend
at
the
tiller
.
Hey
!
hey
!
Ship
ahoy
!
ahoy
!
Captain
!
Hey
!
hey
!
Egstrom
&
Blake
's
man
first
to
speak
to
you
!
Hey
!
hey
!
Egstrom
&
Blake
!
Hallo
!
hey
!
whoop
!
Kick
the
niggers
--
out
reefs
--
a
squall
on
at
the
time
--
shoots
ahead
whooping
and
yelling
to
me
to
make
sail
and
he
would
give
me
a
lead
in
--
more
like
a
demon
than
a
man
.
Never
saw
a
boat
handled
like
that
in
all
my
life
.
Could
n't
have
been
drunk
--
was
he
?
Such
a
quiet
,
soft-spoken
chap
too
--
blush
like
a
girl
when
he
came
on
board
...
'
I
tell
you
,
Captain
Marlow
,
nobody
had
a
chance
against
us
with
a
strange
ship
when
Jim
was
out
.
The
other
ship-chandlers
just
kept
their
old
customers
,
and
...
"
'
Egstrom
appeared
overcome
with
emotion
.
"'
Why
,
sir
--
it
seemed
as
though
he
would
n't
mind
going
a
hundred
miles
out
to
sea
in
an
old
shoe
to
nab
a
ship
for
the
firm
.
If
the
business
had
been
his
own
and
all
to
make
yet
,
he
could
n't
have
done
more
in
that
way
.
And
now
...
all
at
once
...
like
this
!
Thinks
I
to
myself
:
'
Oho
!
a
rise
in
the
screw
--
that
's
the
trouble
--
is
it
?
'
'
All
right
,
'
says
I
,
'
no
need
of
all
that
fuss
with
me
,
Jimmy
.
Just
mention
your
figure
.
Anything
in
reason
.
'
He
looks
at
me
as
if
he
wanted
to
swallow
something
that
stuck
in
his
throat
.
'
I
ca
n't
stop
with
you
.
'
'
What
's
that
blooming
joke
?
'
I
asks
.
He
shakes
his
head
,
and
I
could
see
in
his
eye
he
was
as
good
as
gone
already
,
sir
.
So
I
turned
to
him
and
slanged
him
till
all
was
blue
.
'
What
is
it
you
're
running
away
from
?
'
I
asks
.
'
Who
has
been
getting
at
you
?
What
scared
you
?
You
have
n't
as
much
sense
as
a
rat
;
they
do
n't
clear
out
from
a
good
ship
.
Where
do
you
expect
to
get
a
better
berth
?
--
you
this
and
you
that
.
'
I
made
him
look
sick
,
I
can
tell
you
.
'
This
business
ai
n't
going
to
sink
,
'
says
I
.
He
gave
a
big
jump
.
'
Good-bye
,
'
he
says
,
nodding
at
me
like
a
lord
;
'
you
ai
n't
half
a
bad
chap
,
Egstrom
.
I
give
you
my
word
that
if
you
knew
my
reasons
you
would
n't
care
to
keep
me
.
'
'
That
's
the
biggest
lie
you
ever
told
in
your
life
,
'
says
I
;
'
I
know
my
own
mind
.
'
He
made
me
so
mad
that
I
had
to
laugh
.
'
Ca
n't
you
really
stop
long
enough
to
drink
this
glass
of
beer
here
,
you
funny
beggar
,
you
?
'
I
do
n't
know
what
came
over
him
;
he
did
n't
seem
able
to
find
the
door
;
something
comical
,
I
can
tell
you
,
captain
.
I
drank
the
beer
myself
'
Well
,
if
you
're
in
such
a
hurry
,
here
's
luck
to
you
in
your
own
drink
,
'
says
I
;
'
only
,
you
mark
my
words
,
if
you
keep
up
this
game
you
'll
very
soon
find
that
the
earth
ai
n't
big
enough
to
hold
you
--
that
's
all
.
'
He
gave
me
one
black
look
,
and
out
he
rushed
with
a
face
fit
to
scare
little
children
.
"
'
Egstrom
snorted
bitterly
,
and
combed
one
auburn
whisker
with
knotty
fingers
.
"
Have
n't
been
able
to
get
a
man
that
was
any
good
since
.
It
's
nothing
but
worry
,
worry
,
worry
in
business
.
And
where
might
you
have
come
across
him
,
captain
,
if
it
's
fair
to
ask
?
"
"'
He
was
the
mate
of
the
Patna
that
voyage
,
"
I
said
,
feeling
that
I
owed
some
explanation
.
For
a
time
Egstrom
remained
very
still
,
with
his
fingers
plunged
in
the
hair
at
the
side
of
his
face
,
and
then
exploded
.
"
And
who
the
devil
cares
about
that
?
"
"
I
dare
say
no
one
,
"
I
began
...
"
And
what
the
devil
is
he
--
anyhow
--
for
to
go
on
like
this
?
"
He
stuffed
suddenly
his
left
whisker
into
his
mouth
and
stood
amazed
.
"
Jee
!
"
he
exclaimed
,
"
I
told
him
the
earth
would
n't
be
big
enough
to
hold
his
caper
.
"'
'
Ihave
told
you
these
two
episodes
at
length
to
show
his
manner
of
dealing
with
himself
under
the
new
conditions
of
his
life
.
There
were
many
others
of
the
sort
,
more
than
I
could
count
on
the
fingers
of
my
two
hands
.
They
were
all
equally
tinged
by
a
high-minded
absurdity
of
intention
which
made
their
futility
profound
and
touching
.
To
fling
away
your
daily
bread
so
as
to
get
your
hands
free
for
a
grapple
with
a
ghost
may
be
an
act
of
prosaic
heroism
.
Men
had
done
it
before
(
though
we
who
have
lived
know
full
well
that
it
is
not
the
haunted
soul
but
the
hungry
body
that
makes
an
outcast
)
,
and
men
who
had
eaten
and
meant
to
eat
every
day
had
applauded
the
creditable
folly
.
He
was
indeed
unfortunate
,
for
all
his
recklessness
could
not
carry
him
out
from
under
the
shadow
.
There
was
always
a
doubt
of
his
courage
.
The
truth
seems
to
be
that
it
is
impossible
to
lay
the
ghost
of
a
fact
.
You
can
face
it
or
shirk
it
--
and
I
have
come
across
a
man
or
two
who
could
wink
at
their
familiar
shades
.
Obviously
Jim
was
not
of
the
winking
sort
;
but
what
I
could
never
make
up
my
mind
about
was
whether
his
line
of
conduct
amounted
to
shirking
his
ghost
or
to
facing
him
out
.
'
I
strained
my
mental
eyesight
only
to
discover
that
,
as
with
the
complexion
of
all
our
actions
,
the
shade
of
difference
was
so
delicate
that
it
was
impossible
to
say
.
It
might
have
been
flight
and
it
might
have
been
a
mode
of
combat
.
