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Chapter 20

           Hecanscarcelycontrolhimselfinyourpresence.Heisnotaccustomedtothepresenceofladiesanyway.IshallhavetoarmmyselfbeforeIdaregoondeckwithhim."

           Heshookhisheadsadly,murmuring,"Toobad,toobad,"whilethehuntersburstintoguffawsoflaughter.

           Thedeep-seavoicesofthesemen,rumblingandbellowingintheconfinedspace,producedawildeffect.Thewholesettingwaswild,andforthefirsttime,regardingthisstrangewomanandrealizinghowincongruousshewasinit,IwasawareofhowmuchapartofitIwasmyself.Iknewthesemenandtheirmentalprocesses,wasoneofthemmyself,livingtheseal-huntinglife,eatingtheseal-huntingfare,thinking,largely,theseal-huntingthoughts.Therewasformenostrangenesstoit,totheroughclothes,thecoarsefaces,thewildlaughter,andthelurchingcabinwallsandswayingsea-lamps.

           AsIbutteredapieceofbreadmyeyeschancedtorestuponmyhand.Theknuckleswereskinnedandinflamedclearacross,thefingersswollen,thenailsrimmedwithblack.Ifeltthemattress-likegrowthofbeardonmyneck,knewthatthesleeveofmycoatwasripped,thatabuttonwasmissingfromthethroatoftheblueshirtIwore.ThedirkmentionedbyWolfLarsenrestedinitssheathonmyhip.ItwasverynaturalthatitshouldbetherehownaturalIhadnotimagineduntilnow,whenIlookeduponitwithhereyesandknewhowstrangeitandallthatwentwithitmustappeartoher.

           ButshedivinedthemockeryinWolfLarsen’swords,andagainfavouredmewithasympatheticglance.

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