Морський вовк

Chapter 9

           Itremindsmetoostronglyofaratinatrap.Idonotcaretothinkofit;butitwaselective,forthethreatenedblowdidnotdescend.

           ThomasMugridgebackedaway,glaringashatefullyandviciouslyasIglared.Apairofbeastsiswhatwewere,pennedtogetherandshowingourteeth.Hewasacoward,afraidtostrikemebecauseIhadnotquailedsufficientlyinadvance;sohechoseanewwaytointimidateme.Therewasonlyonegalleyknifethat,asaknife,amountedtoanything.This,throughmanyyearsofserviceandwear,hadacquiredalong,leanblade.Itwasunusuallycruel-looking,andatfirstIhadshudderedeverytimeIusedit.ThecookborrowedastonefromJohansenandproceededtosharpentheknife.Hediditwithgreatostentation,glancingsignificantlyatmethewhile.Hewhetteditupanddownalldaylong.Everyoddmomenthecouldfindhehadtheknifeandstoneoutandwaswhettingaway.Thesteelacquiredarazoredge.Hetrieditwiththeballofhisthumboracrossthenail.Heshavedhairsfromthebackofhishand,glancedalongtheedgewithmicroscopicacuteness,andfound,orfeignedthathefound,always,aslightinequalityinitsedgesomewhere.Thenhewouldputitonthestoneagainandwhet,whet,whet,tillIcouldhavelaughedaloud,itwassoveryludicrous.

           Itwasalsoserious,forIlearnedthathewascapableofusingit,thatunderallhiscowardicetherewasacourageofcowardice,likemine,thatwouldimpelhimtodotheverythinghiswholenatureprotestedagainstdoingandwasafraidofdoing.

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