Морський вовк

Chapter 18

           Butitwas"Boatsover!"theboom-boomofguns,andthepitifulslaughterthroughthelongday.

           ItwasatthistimethatIwasapproachedbyLeach.Ihadjustfinishedtallyingtheskinsofthelastboataboard,whenhecametomyside,inthedarkness,andsaidinalowtone:

           "Canyoutellme,Mr.VanWeyden,howfarweareoffthecoast,andwhatthebearingsofYokohamaare?"

           Myheartleapedwithgladness,forIknewwhathehadinmind,andIgavehimthebearingswest-north-west,andfivehundredmilesaway.

           "Thankyou,sir,"wasallhesaidasheslippedbackintothedarkness.

           NextmorningNo.3boatandJohnsonandLeachweremissing.Thewater-breakersandgrub-boxesfromalltheotherboatswerelikewisemissing,aswerethebedsandseabagsofthetwomen.WolfLarsenwasfurious.Hesetsailandboreawayintothewest-north-west,twohuntersconstantlyatthemastheadsandsweepingtheseawithglasses,himselfpacingthedecklikeanangrylion.Heknewtoowellmysympathyfortherunawaystosendmealoftaslook-out.

           Thewindwasfairbutfitful,anditwaslikelookingforaneedleinahaystacktoraisethattinyboatoutoftheblueimmensity.ButheputtheGhostthroughherbestpacessoastogetbetweenthedesertersandtheland.Thisaccomplished,hecruisedbackandforthacrosswhatheknewmustbetheircourse.

           Onthemorningofthethirdday,shortlyaftereightbells,acrythattheboatwassightedcamedownfromSmokeatthemasthead.Allhandslinedtherail.

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