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“
Very
true
,
Mr
.
Jeorling
!
But
what
a
face
and
head
he
has
,
that
Hunt
!
”
“
I
have
often
met
Americans
like
him
in
the
regions
of
the
Far
West
,
”
I
answered
,
“
and
I
should
not
be
surprised
if
this
man
had
Indian
blood
in
his
veins
.
Do
you
ever
talk
with
Hunt
?
”
“
Very
seldom
,
Mr
.
Jeorling
.
He
keeps
himself
to
himself
,
and
away
from
everybody
.
And
yet
,
it
is
not
for
want
of
mouth
.
I
never
saw
anything
like
his
!
And
his
hands
!
Have
you
seen
his
hands
?
Be
on
your
guard
,
Mr
.
Jeorling
,
if
ever
he
wants
to
shake
hands
with
you
.
”
“
Fortunately
,
boatswain
,
Hunt
does
not
seem
to
be
quarrelsome
.
He
appears
to
be
a
quiet
man
who
does
not
abuse
his
strength
.
”
“
No
—
except
when
he
is
setting
a
halyard
.
Then
I
am
always
afraid
the
pulley
will
come
down
and
the
yard
with
it
.
”
Hunt
certainly
was
a
strange
being
,
and
I
could
not
resist
observing
him
with
curiosity
,
especially
as
it
struck
me
that
he
regarded
me
at
times
with
a
curious
intentness
.
On
the
10th
of
November
,
at
about
two
in
the
afternoon
,
the
look
-
out
shouted
,
—
“
Land
ahead
,
starboard
!
”
An
observation
had
just
given
55
°
7
’
latitude
and
41
°
13
’
longitude
.
This
land
could
only
be
the
Isle
de
Saint
Pierre
—
its
British
names
are
South
Georgia
,
New
Georgia
,
and
King
George
’
s
Island
—
and
it
belongs
to
the
circumpolar
regions
.
It
was
discovered
by
the
Frenchman
,
Barbe
,
in
1675
,
before
Cook
;
but
,
although
he
came
in
second
,
the
celebrated
navigator
gave
it
the
series
of
names
which
it
still
bears
.
