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“
Are
you
going
to
take
root
on
this
rock
?
Don
’
t
you
see
the
Halbrane
waiting
for
us
at
her
moorings
?
Come
along
.
We
shall
be
off
to
-
morrow
.
There
is
nothing
more
to
do
here
.
”
It
seemed
to
me
that
Hunt
’
s
trembling
lips
repeated
the
word
“
nothing
,
”
while
his
whole
bearing
protested
against
what
the
boatswain
said
.
The
boat
brought
us
back
to
the
ship
.
Captain
Len
Guy
had
not
left
his
cabin
.
West
,
having
received
no
orders
,
was
pacing
the
deck
aft
.
I
seated
myself
at
the
foot
of
the
mainmast
,
observing
the
sea
which
lay
open
and
free
before
us
.
At
this
moment
the
captain
came
on
deck
;
he
was
very
pale
,
and
his
features
looked
pinched
and
weary
.
“
Mr
.
Jeorling
,
”
said
he
,
“
I
can
affirm
conscientiously
that
I
have
done
all
it
was
possible
to
do
.
Can
I
hope
henceforth
that
my
brother
William
and
his
companions
—
No
!
No
!
We
must
go
away
—
before
winter
—
”
He
drew
himself
up
,
and
cast
a
last
glance
towards
Tsalal
Island
.
“
To
-
morrow
,
Jim
,
”
he
said
to
West
,
“
to
morrow
we
will
make
sail
as
early
as
possible
.
”
At
this
moment
a
rough
voice
uttered
the
words
:
“
And
Pym
—
poor
Pym
!
”
I
recognized
this
voice
.
