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           “Don’tyouthink,”Isaid,“thattheheavyseawhich,youtoldme,cameaboardjustthenmighthavekilledtheman?Ihaveseenthesheerweightofaseakillamanveryneatly,bysimplybreakinghisneck.”

           “GoodGod!”heuttered,impressively,fixinghissmearyblueeyesonme.“Thesea!Nomankilledbytheseaeverlookedlikethat.”Heseemedpositivelyscandalizedatmysuggestion.AndasIgazedathimcertainlynotpreparedforanythingoriginalonhispart,headvancedhisheadclosetomineandthrusthistongueoutatmesosuddenlythatIcouldn’thelpstartingback.

           Afterscoringovermycalmnessinthisgraphicwayhenoddedwisely.IfIhadseenthesight,heassuredme,IwouldneverforgetitaslongasIlived.Theweatherwastoobadtogivethecorpseaproperseaburial.Sonextdayatdawntheytookituponthepoop,coveringitsfacewithabitofbunting;hereadashortprayer,andthen,justasitwas,initsoilskinsandlongboots,theylauncheditamongstthosemountainousseasthatseemedreadyeverymomenttoswallowuptheshipherselfandtheterrifiedlivesonboardofher.

           “Thatreefedforesailsavedyou,”Ithrewin.

           “UnderGod—itdid,”heexclaimedfervently.“Itwasbyaspecialmercy,Ifirmlybelieve,thatitstoodsomeofthosehurricanesqualls.”

           “Itwasthesettingofthatsailwhich—”Ibegan.

           “God’sownhandinit,”heinterruptedme.“Nothinglesscouldhavedoneit.Idon’tmindtellingyouthatIhardlydaredgivetheorder.

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