Морський вовк

Chapter 18

           ForwhenoneofthesailorsliftedherintoWolfLarsen’sdownstretchedarms,shelookedupintoourcuriousfacesandsmiledamusedlyandsweetly,asonlyawomancansmile,andasIhadseennoonesmileforsolongthatIhadforgottensuchsmilesexisted.

           "Mr.VanWeyden!"

           WolfLarsen’svoicebroughtmesharplybacktomyself.

           "Willyoutaketheladybelowandseetohercomfort?Makeupthatspareportcabin.PutCookytoworkonit.Andseewhatyoucandoforthatface.It’sburnedbadly."

           Heturnedbrusquelyawayfromusandbegantoquestionthenewmen.Theboatwascastadrift,thoughoneofthemcalledita"bloodyshame"withYokohamasonear.

           IfoundmyselfstrangelyafraidofthiswomanIwasescortingaft.AlsoIwasawkward.ItseemedtomethatIwasrealizingforthefirsttimewhatadelicate,fragilecreatureawomanis;andasIcaughtherarmtohelpherdownthecompanionstairs,Iwasstartledbyitssmallnessandsoftness.Indeed,shewasaslender,delicatewomanaswomengo,buttomeshewassoethereallyslenderanddelicatethatIwasquitepreparedforherarmtocrumbleinmygrasp.Allthis,infrankness,toshowmyfirstimpression,afterlongdenialofwomeningeneralandofMaudBrewsterinparticular.

           "Noneedtogotoanygreattroubleforme,"sheprotested,whenIhadseatedherinWolfLarsen’sarm-chair,whichIhaddraggedhastilyfromhiscabin.

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