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Chapter 7

           Whatwastheuseofwastingtime?Butsheshebelievesinthem.Thethingsticksinmythroat.Shemaybedeadalready,andherewearefloatinghelplesswithnowindatall.Curseonallsuperstition.ShediedthinkingIdeprivedherofParadise,Isuppose.Itshallbethemostdesperateaffairofmylife.”

           Decoudremainedlostinreflection.Hetriedtoanalyzethesensationsawakedbywhathehadbeentold.ThevoiceoftheCapatazwasheardagain:

           “Now,DonMartin,letustakeupthesweepsandtrytofindtheIsabels.Itiseitherthatorsinkingthelighterifthedayovertakesus.WemustnotforgetthatthesteamerfromEsmeraldawiththesoldiersmaybecomingalong.Wewillpullstraightonnow.Ihavediscoveredabitofacandlehere,andwemusttaketheriskofasmalllighttomakeacoursebytheboatcompass.ThereisnotenoughwindtoblowitoutmaythecurseofHeavenfalluponthisblindgulf!”

           Asmallflameappearedburningquitestraight.Itshowedfragmentarilythestoutribsandplankinginthehollow,emptypartofthelighter.DecoudcouldseeNostromostandinguptopull.Hesawhimashighastheredsashonhiswaist,withagleamofawhite-handledrevolverandthewoodenhaftofalongknifeprotrudingonhisleftside.Decoudnervedhimselffortheeffortofrowing.Certainlytherewasnotenoughwindtoblowthecandleout,butitsflameswayedalittletotheslowmovementoftheheavyboat.

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