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Chapter 3

           "Ididn’tsignforboat-puller,sir,"wasthereply."Isignedforcabin-boy.An’Idon’twantnoboat-pullin’inmine."

           "Packupandgofor’ard."

           ThistimeWolfLarsen’scommandwasthrillinglyimperative.Theboygloweredsullenly,butrefusedtomove.

           ThencameanotherstirringofWolfLarsen’stremendousstrength.Itwasutterlyunexpected,anditwasoveranddonewithbetweentheticksoftwoseconds.Hehadsprungfullysixfeetacrossthedeckanddrivenhisfistintotheother’sstomach.Atthesamemoment,asthoughIhadbeenstruckmyself,Ifeltasickeningshockinthepitofmystomach.Iinstancethistoshowthesensitivenessofmynervousorganizationatthetime,andhowunusedIwastospectaclesofbrutality.Thecabin-boyandheweighedonehundredandsixty-fiveattheveryleastcrumpledup.Hisbodywrappedlimplyaboutthefistlikeawetragaboutastick.Heliftedintotheair,describedashortcurve,andstruckthedeckalongsidethecorpseonhisheadandshoulders,wherehelayandwrithedaboutinagony.

           "Well?"Larsenaskedofme."Haveyoumadeupyourmind?"

           Ihadglancedoccasionallyattheapproachingschooner,anditwasnowalmostabreastofusandnotmorethanacoupleofhundredyardsaway.Itwasaverytrimandneatlittlecraft.Icouldseealarge,blacknumberononeofitssails,andIhadseenpicturesofpilot-boats.

           "Whatvesselisthat?"Iasked.

           "Thepilot-boatLadyMine,"WolfLarsenansweredgrimly."GotridofherpilotsandrunningintoSanFrancisco.

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