Морской волк

Chapter 17

           Andwhenallwasdone,Igaveuplikeawomanandrolleduponthedeckintheagonyofexhaustion.

           InthemeantimeThomasMugridge,likeadrownedrat,wasbeingdraggedoutfromundertheforecastleheadwherehehadcravenlyensconcedhimself.Isawhimpulledafttothecabin,andnotedwithashockofsurprisethatthegalleyhaddisappeared.Acleanspaceofdeckshowedwhereithadstood.

           InthecabinIfoundallhandsassembled,sailorsaswell,andwhilecoffeewasbeingcookedoverthesmallstovewedrankwhiskyandcrunchedhard-tack.Neverinmylifehadfoodbeensowelcome.Andneverhadhotcoffeetastedsogood.SoviolentlydidtheGhost,pitchandtossandtumblethatitwasimpossibleforeventhesailorstomoveaboutwithoutholdingon,andseveraltimes,afteracryof"Nowshetakesit!"wewereheapeduponthewalloftheportcabinsasthoughithadbeenthedeck.

           "Tohellwithalook-out,"IheardWolfLarsensaywhenwehadeatenanddrunkourfill."There’snothingcanbedoneondeck.Ifanything’sgoingtorunusdownwecouldn’tgetoutofitsway.Turnin,allhands,andgetsomesleep."

           Thesailorsslippedforward,settingtheside-lightsastheywent,whilethetwohuntersremainedtosleepinthecabin,itnotbeingdeemedadvisabletoopentheslidetothesteeragecompanion-way.WolfLarsenandI,betweenus,cutoffKerfoot’scrushedfingerandsewedupthestump

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