Морський вовк

Chapter 2

           Ishrankfromhishand;myfleshrevolted.Andbetweenthisandthesmellsarisingfromvariouspotsboilingandbubblingonthegalleyfire,Iwasinhastetogetoutintothefreshair.Further,therewastheneedofseeingthecaptainaboutwhatarrangementscouldbemadeforgettingmeashore.

           Acheapcottonshirt,withfrayedcollarandabosomdiscolouredwithwhatItooktobeancientblood-stains,wasputonmeamidarunningandapologeticfireofcomment.Apairofworkman’sbrogansencasedmyfeet,andfortrousersIwasfurnishedwithapairofpaleblue,washed-outoveralls,onelegofwhichwasfullyteninchesshorterthantheother.TheabbreviatedleglookedasthoughthedevilhadthereclutchedfortheCockney’ssoulandmissedtheshadowforthesubstance.

           "AndwhomhaveItothankforthiskindness?"Iasked,whenIstoodcompletelyarrayed,atinyboy’scaponmyhead,andforcoatadirty,stripedcottonjacketwhichendedatthesmallofmybackandthesleevesofwhichreachedjustbelowmyelbows.

           Thecookdrewhimselfupinasmuglyhumblefashion,adeprecatingsmirkonhisface.OutofmyexperiencewithstewardsontheAtlanticlinersattheendofthevoyage,Icouldhaveswornhewaswaitingforhistip.FrommyfullerknowledgeofthecreatureInowknowthattheposturewasunconscious.Anhereditaryservility,nodoubt,wasresponsible.

           "Mugridge,sir,"hefawned,hiseffeminatefeaturesrunningintoagreasysmile."ThomasMugridge,sir,an’atyerservice."

           "Allright,Thomas,"Isaid."Ishallnotforgetyouwhenmyclothesaredry."

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