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'
Who
's
drunk
?
I
?
No
,
no
,
captain
!
That
wo
n't
do
.
You
ought
to
know
by
this
time
the
chief
ai
n't
free-hearted
enough
to
make
a
sparrow
drunk
,
b
'
gosh
.
I
've
never
been
the
worse
for
liquor
in
my
life
;
the
stuff
ai
n't
made
yet
that
would
make
me
drunk
.
I
could
drink
liquid
fire
against
your
whisky
peg
for
peg
,
b
'
gosh
,
and
keep
as
cool
as
a
cucumber
.
If
I
thought
I
was
drunk
I
would
jump
overboard
--
do
away
with
myself
,
b
'
gosh
.
I
would
!
Straight
!
And
I
wo
n't
go
off
the
bridge
.
Where
do
you
expect
me
to
take
the
air
on
a
night
like
this
,
eh
?
On
deck
amongst
that
vermin
down
there
?
Likely
--
ai
n't
it
!
And
I
am
not
afraid
of
anything
you
can
do
.
'
The
German
lifted
two
heavy
fists
to
heaven
and
shook
them
a
little
without
a
word
.
'
I
do
n't
know
what
fear
is
,
'
pursued
the
engineer
,
with
the
enthusiasm
of
sincere
conviction
.
'
I
am
not
afraid
of
doing
all
the
bloomin
'
work
in
this
rotten
hooker
,
b
'
gosh
!
And
a
jolly
good
thing
for
you
that
there
are
some
of
us
about
the
world
that
are
n't
afraid
of
their
lives
,
or
where
would
you
be
--
you
and
this
old
thing
here
with
her
plates
like
brown
paper
--
brown
paper
,
s
'
elp
me
?
It
's
all
very
fine
for
you
--
you
get
a
power
of
pieces
out
of
her
one
way
and
another
;
but
what
about
me
--
what
do
I
get
?
A
measly
hundred
and
fifty
dollars
a
month
and
find
yourself
.
I
wish
to
ask
you
respectfully
--
respectfully
,
mind
--
who
would
n't
chuck
a
dratted
job
like
this
?
'
Tai
n't
safe
,
s
'
elp
me
,
it
ai
n't
!
Only
I
am
one
of
them
fearless
fellows
...
'
He
let
go
the
rail
and
made
ample
gestures
as
if
demonstrating
in
the
air
the
shape
and
extent
of
his
valour
;
his
thin
voice
darted
in
prolonged
squeaks
upon
the
sea
,
he
tiptoed
back
and
forth
for
the
better
emphasis
of
utterance
,
and
suddenly
pitched
down
head-first
as
though
he
had
been
clubbed
from
behind
He
said
'
Damn
!
'
as
he
tumbled
;
an
instant
of
silence
followed
upon
his
screeching
:
Jim
and
the
skipper
staggered
forward
by
common
accord
,
and
catching
themselves
up
,
stood
very
stiff
and
still
gazing
,
amazed
,
at
the
undisturbed
level
of
the
sea
.
Then
they
looked
upwards
at
the
stars
.
What
had
happened
?
The
wheezy
thump
of
the
engines
went
on
.
Had
the
earth
been
checked
in
her
course
?
They
could
not
understand
;
and
suddenly
the
calm
sea
,
the
sky
without
a
cloud
,
appeared
formidably
insecure
in
their
immobility
,
as
if
poised
on
the
brow
of
yawning
destruction
.
The
engineer
rebounded
vertically
full
length
and
collapsed
again
into
a
vague
heap
.
This
heap
said
'
What
's
that
?
'
in
the
muffled
accents
of
profound
grief
.
A
faint
noise
as
of
thunder
,
of
thunder
infinitely
remote
,
less
than
a
sound
,
hardly
more
than
a
vibration
,
passed
slowly
,
and
the
ship
quivered
in
response
,
as
if
the
thunder
had
growled
deep
down
in
the
water
.
The
eyes
of
the
two
Malays
at
the
wheel
glittered
towards
the
white
men
,
but
their
dark
hands
remained
closed
on
the
spokes
.
The
sharp
hull
driving
on
its
way
seemed
to
rise
a
few
inches
in
succession
through
its
whole
length
,
as
though
it
had
become
pliable
,
and
settled
down
again
rigidly
to
its
work
of
cleaving
the
smooth
surface
of
the
sea
.
Its
quivering
stopped
,
and
the
faint
noise
of
thunder
ceased
all
at
once
,
as
though
the
ship
had
steamed
across
a
narrow
belt
of
vibrating
water
and
of
humming
air
.
Amonth
or
so
afterwards
,
when
Jim
,
in
answer
to
pointed
questions
,
tried
to
tell
honestly
the
truth
of
this
experience
,
he
said
,
speaking
of
the
ship
:
'
She
went
over
whatever
it
was
as
easy
as
a
snake
crawling
over
a
stick
.
'
The
illustration
was
good
:
the
questions
were
aiming
at
facts
,
and
the
official
Inquiry
was
being
held
in
the
police
court
of
an
Eastern
port
.
He
stood
elevated
in
the
witness-box
,
with
burning
cheeks
in
a
cool
lofty
room
:
the
big
framework
of
punkahs
moved
gently
to
and
fro
high
above
his
head
,
and
from
below
many
eyes
were
looking
at
him
out
of
dark
faces
,
out
of
white
faces
,
out
of
red
faces
,
out
of
faces
attentive
,
spellbound
,
as
if
all
these
people
sitting
in
orderly
rows
upon
narrow
benches
had
been
enslaved
by
the
fascination
of
his
voice
.
It
was
very
loud
,
it
rang
startling
in
his
own
ears
,
it
was
the
only
sound
audible
in
the
world
,
for
the
terribly
distinct
questions
that
extorted
his
answers
seemed
to
shape
themselves
in
anguish
and
pain
within
his
breast
,
--
came
to
him
poignant
and
silent
like
the
terrible
questioning
of
one
's
conscience
.
Outside
the
court
the
sun
blazed
--
within
was
the
wind
of
great
punkahs
that
made
you
shiver
,
the
shame
that
made
you
burn
,
the
attentive
eyes
whose
glance
stabbed
.
The
face
of
the
presiding
magistrate
,
clean
shaved
and
impassible
,
looked
at
him
deadly
pale
between
the
red
faces
of
the
two
nautical
assessors
.
The
light
of
a
broad
window
under
the
ceiling
fell
from
above
on
the
heads
and
shoulders
of
the
three
men
,
and
they
were
fiercely
distinct
in
the
half-light
of
the
big
court-room
where
the
audience
seemed
composed
of
staring
shadows
.
They
wanted
facts
.
Facts
!
They
demanded
facts
from
him
,
as
if
facts
could
explain
anything
!
'
After
you
had
concluded
you
had
collided
with
something
floating
awash
,
say
a
water-logged
wreck
,
you
were
ordered
by
your
captain
to
go
forward
and
ascertain
if
there
was
any
damage
done
.
Did
you
think
it
likely
from
the
force
of
the
blow
?
'
asked
the
assessor
sitting
to
the
left
.
He
had
a
thin
horseshoe
beard
,
salient
cheek-bones
,
and
with
both
elbows
on
the
desk
clasped
his
rugged
hands
before
his
face
,
looking
at
Jim
with
thoughtful
blue
eyes
;
the
other
,
a
heavy
,
scornful
man
,
thrown
back
in
his
seat
,
his
left
arm
extended
full
length
,
drummed
delicately
with
his
finger-tips
on
a
blotting-pad
:
in
the
middle
the
magistrate
upright
in
the
roomy
arm-chair
,
his
head
inclined
slightly
on
the
shoulder
,
had
his
arms
crossed
on
his
breast
and
a
few
flowers
in
a
glass
vase
by
the
side
of
his
inkstand
.
