Chapter 9

           Threedaysofrest,threeblesseddaysofrest,arewhatIhadwithWolfLarsen,eatingatthecabintableanddoingnothingbutdiscusslife,literature,andtheuniverse,thewhileThomasMugridgefumedandragedanddidmyworkaswellashisown.

           "Watchoutforsqualls,isallIcansaytoyou,"wasLouis’swarning,givenduringasparehalf-hourondeckwhileWolfLarsenwasengagedinstraighteningoutarowamongthehunters.

           "Yecan’ttellwhat’llbehappenin’,"Louiswenton,inresponsetomyqueryformoredefiniteinformation."Theman’sascontraryasaircurrentsorwatercurrents.Youcanneverguessthewaysivhim.’Tisjustasyou’rethinkin’youknowhimandaremakin’afavourableslantalonghim,thathewhirlsaround,deadaheadandcomeshowlin’downuponyouanda-rippin’allivyourfine-weathersailstorags."

           SoIwasnotaltogethersurprisedwhenthesquallforetoldbyLouissmoteme.Wehadbeenhavingaheateddiscussionuponlife,ofcourseand,grownover-bold,IwaspassingstiffstricturesuponWolfLarsenandthelifeofWolfLarsen.Infact,Iwasvivisectinghimandturningoverhissoul-stuffaskeenlyandthoroughlyasitwashiscustomtodoittoothers.ItmaybeaweaknessofminethatIhaveanincisivewayofspeech;butIthrewallrestrainttothewindsandcutandslasheduntilthewholemanofhimwassnarling.Thedarksun-bronzeofhisfacewentblackwithwrath,hiseyeswereablaze.Therewasnoclearnessorsanityinthemnothingbuttheterrificrageofamadman.

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