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Chapter 6

           Hisgrey-headedmate,afirst-ratesailorandaniceoldchapwithstrangers,butinhisrelationswithhiscommanderthesurliestchiefofficerI’veeverseen,wouldtellthestorywithtearsinhiseyes.ItappearsthatwhenhecameondeckinthemorningBrierlyhadbeenwritinginthechart-room.“Itwastenminutestofour,”hesaid,“andthemiddlewatchwasnotrelievedyetofcourse.Heheardmyvoiceonthebridgespeakingtothesecondmate,andcalledmein.Iwaslothtogo,andthat’sthetruth,CaptainMarlowIcouldn’tstandpoorCaptainBrierly,Itellyouwithshame;weneverknowwhatamanismadeof.Hehadbeenpromotedovertoomanyheads,notcountingmyown,andhehadadamnabletrickofmakingyoufeelsmall,nothingbutbythewayhesaid‘Goodmorning.’Ineveraddressedhim,sir,butonmattersofduty,andthenitwasasmuchasIcoulddotokeepaciviltongueinmyhead.”(Heflatteredhimselfthere.IoftenwonderedhowBrierlycouldputupwithhismannersformorethanhalfavoyage.)“I’veawifeandchildren,”hewenton,“andIhadbeentenyearsintheCompany,alwaysexpectingthenextcommandmorefoolI.Sayshe,justlikethis:‘Comeinhere,Mr.Jones,’inthatswaggervoiceofhis‘Comeinhere,Mr.Jones.’InIwent.‘We’lllaydownherposition,’sayshe,stoopingoverthechart,apairofdividersinhand.Bythestandingorders,theofficergoingoffdutywouldhavedonethatattheendofhiswatch.

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