Морской волк

Chapter 33

           Onefistunclosed,andtheopenpalmsweptacrosshiseyesasthoughbrushingawaycobwebs.

           "God!God!"hegroaned,andtheclenchedfistswereraisedagaintotheinfinitedespairwithwhichhisthroatvibrated.

           Itwashorrible.Iwastremblingallover,andIcouldfeeltheshiversrunningupanddownmyspineandthesweatstandingoutonmyforehead.Surelytherecanbelittleinthisworldmoreawfulthanthespectacleofastrongmaninthemomentwhenheisutterlyweakandbroken.

           ButWolfLarsenregainedcontrolofhimselfbyanexertionofhisremarkablewill.Anditwasexertion.Hiswholeframeshookwiththestruggle.Heresembledamanonthevergeofafit.Hisfacestrovetocomposeitself,writhingandtwistingintheefforttillhebrokedownagain.Oncemoretheclenchedfistswentupwardandhegroaned.Hecaughthisbreathonceortwiceandsobbed.Thenhewassuccessful.IcouldhavethoughthimtheoldWolfLarsen,andyettherewasinhismovementsavaguesuggestionofweaknessandindecision.Hestartedforthecompanion-way,andsteppedforwardquiteasIhadbeenaccustomedtoseehimdo;andyetagain,inhisverywalk,thereseemedthatsuggestionofweaknessandindecision.

           Iwasnowconcernedwithfearformyself.Theopentraplaydirectlyinhispath,andhisdiscoveryofitwouldleadinstantlytohisdiscoveryofme.Iwasangrywithmyselfforbeingcaughtinsocowardlyaposition,crouchingonthefloor.Therewasyettime.Iroseswiftlytomyfeet,and,Iknow,quiteunconsciouslyassumedadefiantattitude.

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