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"'
But
all
the
same
,
you
would
n't
like
to
have
me
aboard
your
own
ship
hey
?
"
"'
Confound
you
!
"
I
cried
.
"
Stop
this
.
"
"'
Aha
!
You
see
,
"
he
said
,
crowing
,
as
it
were
,
over
me
placidly
.
"
Only
,
"
he
went
on
,
"
you
just
try
to
tell
this
to
any
of
them
here
.
They
would
think
you
a
fool
,
a
liar
,
or
worse
.
And
so
I
can
stand
it
.
I
've
done
a
thing
or
two
for
them
,
but
this
is
what
they
have
done
for
me
.
"
"'
My
dear
chap
,
"
I
cried
,
"
you
shall
always
remain
for
them
an
insoluble
mystery
.
"
Thereupon
we
were
silent
.
"'
Mystery
,
"
he
repeated
,
before
looking
up
.
"
Well
,
then
let
me
always
remain
here
.
"
'
After
the
sun
had
set
,
the
darkness
seemed
to
drive
upon
us
,
borne
in
every
faint
puff
of
the
breeze
.
In
the
middle
of
a
hedged
path
I
saw
the
arrested
,
gaunt
,
watchful
,
and
apparently
one-legged
silhouette
of
Tamb
'
Itam
;
and
across
the
dusky
space
my
eye
detected
something
white
moving
to
and
fro
behind
the
supports
of
the
roof
.
As
soon
as
Jim
,
with
Tamb
'
Itam
at
his
heels
,
had
started
upon
his
evening
rounds
,
I
went
up
to
the
house
alone
,
and
,
unexpectedly
,
found
myself
waylaid
by
the
girl
,
who
had
been
clearly
waiting
for
this
opportunity
.
'
It
is
hard
to
tell
you
what
it
was
precisely
she
wanted
to
wrest
from
me
.
Obviously
it
would
be
something
very
simple
--
the
simplest
impossibility
in
the
world
;
as
,
for
instance
,
the
exact
description
of
the
form
of
a
cloud
.
She
wanted
an
assurance
,
a
statement
,
a
promise
,
an
explanation
--
I
do
n't
know
how
to
call
it
:
the
thing
has
no
name
.
It
was
dark
under
the
projecting
roof
,
and
all
I
could
see
were
the
flowing
lines
of
her
gown
,
the
pale
small
oval
of
her
face
,
with
the
white
flash
of
her
teeth
,
and
,
turned
towards
me
,
the
big
sombre
orbits
of
her
eyes
,
where
there
seemed
to
be
a
faint
stir
,
such
as
you
may
fancy
you
can
detect
when
you
plunge
your
gaze
to
the
bottom
of
an
immensely
deep
well
.
What
is
it
that
moves
there
?
you
ask
yourself
.
Is
it
a
blind
monster
or
only
a
lost
gleam
from
the
universe
?
It
occurred
to
me
--
do
n't
laugh
--
that
all
things
being
dissimilar
,
she
was
more
inscrutable
in
her
childish
ignorance
than
the
Sphinx
propounding
childish
riddles
to
wayfarers
.
She
had
been
carried
off
to
Patusan
before
her
eyes
were
open
.
She
had
grown
up
there
;
she
had
seen
nothing
,
she
had
known
nothing
,
she
had
no
conception
of
anything
.
I
ask
myself
whether
she
were
sure
that
anything
else
existed
.
What
notions
she
may
have
formed
of
the
outside
world
is
to
me
inconceivable
:
all
that
she
knew
of
its
inhabitants
were
a
betrayed
woman
and
a
sinister
pantaloon
.
Her
lover
also
came
to
her
from
there
,
gifted
with
irresistible
seductions
;
but
what
would
become
of
her
if
he
should
return
to
these
inconceivable
regions
that
seemed
always
to
claim
back
their
own
?
Her
mother
had
warned
her
of
this
with
tears
,
before
she
died
...
'
She
had
caught
hold
of
my
arm
firmly
,
and
as
soon
as
I
had
stopped
she
had
withdrawn
her
hand
in
haste
.
She
was
audacious
and
shrinking
.
She
feared
nothing
,
but
she
was
checked
by
the
profound
incertitude
and
the
extreme
strangeness
--
a
brave
person
groping
in
the
dark
.
I
belonged
to
this
Unknown
that
might
claim
Jim
for
its
own
at
any
moment
.
I
was
,
as
it
were
,
in
the
secret
of
its
nature
and
of
its
intentions
--
the
confidant
of
a
threatening
mystery
--
armed
with
its
power
,
perhaps
!
I
believe
she
supposed
I
could
with
a
word
whisk
Jim
away
out
of
her
very
arms
;
it
is
my
sober
conviction
she
went
through
agonies
of
apprehension
during
my
long
talks
with
Jim
;
through
a
real
and
intolerable
anguish
that
might
have
conceivably
driven
her
into
plotting
my
murder
,
had
the
fierceness
of
her
soul
been
equal
to
the
tremendous
situation
it
had
created
.
This
is
my
impression
,
and
it
is
all
I
can
give
you
:
the
whole
thing
dawned
gradually
upon
me
,
and
as
it
got
clearer
and
clearer
I
was
overwhelmed
by
a
slow
incredulous
amazement
