Морской волк

Chapter 16

           Thentheygaveup,lettingtheboatdrifttillasecondboat,sentfromtheshorebyWolfLarsen,tookthemintowandbroughtthemaboard.

           Latethatafternoonwehoveupanchorandgotaway.Nothingwasbeforeusbutthethreeorfourmonths’huntingonthesealinggrounds.Theoutlookwasblackindeed,andIwentaboutmyworkwithaheavyheart.AnalmostfunerealgloomseemedtohavedescendedupontheGhost.WolfLarsenhadtakentohisbunkwithoneofhisstrange,splittingheadaches.Harrisonstoodlistlesslyatthewheel,halfsupportinghimselfbyit,asthoughweariedbytheweightofhisflesh.Therestofthemenweremoroseandsilent.IcameuponKellycrouchingtotheleeoftheforecastlescuttle,hisheadonhisknees,hisarmsabouthishead,inanattitudeofunutterabledespondency.

           JohnsonIfoundlyingfulllengthontheforecastlehead,staringatthetroubledchurnoftheforefoot,andIrememberedwithhorrorthesuggestionWolfLarsenhadmade.Itseemedlikelytobearfruit.Itriedtobreakinontheman’smorbidthoughtsbycallinghimaway,buthesmiledsadlyatmeandrefusedtoobey.

           LeachapproachedmeasIreturnedaft.

           "Iwanttoaskafavour,Mr.VanWeyden,"hesaid."Ifit’syerlucktoevermake‘Friscooncemore,willyouhuntupMattMcCarthy?He’smyoldman.HelivesontheHill,backoftheMayfairbakery,runnin’acobbler’sshopthateverybodyknows,andyou’llhavenotrouble

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