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“
Alone
!
”
“
Speak
,
man
—
do
speak
!
”
I
cried
,
impatiently
.
Then
,
in
broken
,
but
intelligible
sentences
,
Hunt
spoke
,
—
“
Yes
—
there
—
a
curtain
of
vapour
—
so
the
half
-
breed
often
said
—
understand
me
.
The
two
,
Arthur
Pym
and
he
,
were
in
the
Tsalal
boat
.
Then
an
enormous
block
of
ice
came
full
upon
them
.
At
the
shock
Dirk
Peters
was
thrown
into
the
sea
,
but
he
clung
to
the
ice
block
,
and
—
understand
me
,
he
saw
the
boat
drift
with
the
current
,
far
,
very
far
,
too
far
!
In
vain
did
Pym
try
to
rejoin
his
companion
,
he
could
not
;
the
boat
drifted
on
and
on
,
and
Pym
,
that
poor
dear
Pym
,
was
carried
away
.
It
is
he
who
has
never
come
back
,
and
he
is
there
,
still
there
!
”
If
Hunt
had
been
the
half
-
breed
in
person
he
could
not
have
spoken
with
more
heartfelt
emotion
of
“
poor
Pym
.
”
It
was
then
,
in
front
of
the
“
curtain
of
vapour
,
”
that
Arthur
Pym
and
the
half
-
breed
had
been
separated
from
each
other
.
Dirk
Peters
had
succeeded
in
returning
from
the
ice
-
world
to
America
,
whither
he
had
conveyed
the
notes
that
were
communicated
to
Edgar
Poe
.
Hunt
was
minutely
questioned
upon
all
these
points
and
he
replied
,
conformably
,
he
declared
,
to
what
the
half
-
breed
had
told
him
many
times
.
According
to
this
statement
,
Dirk
Peters
had
Arthur
Pym
’
s
note
-
book
in
his
pocket
at
the
moment
when
the
ice
-
block
struck
them
,
and
thus
the
journal
which
the
half
-
breed
placed
at
the
disposal
of
the
American
romance
-
writer
was
saved
.
“
Understand
me
,
”
Hunt
repeated
,
“
for
I
tell
you
things
as
I
have
them
from
Dirk
Peters
.
While
the
drift
was
carrying
him
away
,
he
cried
out
with
all
his
strength
.
Pym
,
poor
Pym
,
had
already
disappeared
in
the
midst
of
the
vapour
.
The
half
-
breed
,
feeding
upon
raw
fish
,
which
he
contrived
to
catch
,
was
carried
back
by
a
cross
current
to
Tsalal
Island
,
where
he
landed
half
dead
from
hunger
.
”
“
To
Tsalal
Island
!
”
exclaimed
Captain
Len
Guy
.
“
And
how
long
was
it
since
they
had
left
it
?
”
“
Three
weeks
—
yes
,
three
weeks
at
the
farthest
,
so
Dirk
Peters
told
me
.
