Морской волк

Chapter 17

           Thewhispersofwindbecamepuffs,thesailsfilled,theGhostmoved.WolfLarsenputthewheelhardup,toport,andwebegantopayoff.Thewindwasnowdeadastern,mutteringandpuffingstrongerandstronger,andmyhead-sailswerepoundinglustily.Ididnotseewhatwentonelsewhere,thoughIfeltthesuddensurgeandheeloftheschoonerasthewind-pressureschangedtothejibingoftheforeandmain-sails.Myhandswerefullwiththeflying-jib,jib,andstaysail;andbythetimethispartofmytaskwasaccomplishedtheGhostwasleapingintothesouth-west,thewindonherquarterandallhersheetstostarboard.Withoutpausingforbreath,thoughmyheartwasbeatinglikeatrip-hammerfrommyexertions,Isprangtothetopsails,andbeforethewindhadbecometoostrongwehadthemfairlysetandwerecoilingdown.ThenIwentaftfororders.

           WolfLarsennoddedapprovalandrelinquishedthewheeltome.Thewindwasstrengtheningsteadilyandthesearising.ForanhourIsteered,eachmomentbecomingmoredifficult.Ihadnottheexperiencetosteeratthegaitweweregoingonaquarteringcourse.

           "Nowtakearunupwiththeglassesandraisesomeoftheboats.We’vemadeatleasttenknots,andwe’regoingtwelveorthirteennow.Theoldgirlknowshowtowalk."

           Icontestedmyselfwiththeforecrosstrees,someseventyfeetabovethedeck.AsIsearchedthevacantstretchofwaterbeforeme,Icomprehendedthoroughlytheneedforhasteifweweretorecoveranyofourmen.

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