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Chapter XVI. Tsalal Island

           “Areyougoingtotakerootonthisrock?Don’tyouseetheHalbranewaitingforusathermoorings?Comealong.Weshallbeoffto-morrow.Thereisnothingmoretodohere.”

           ItseemedtomethatHunt’stremblinglipsrepeatedtheword“nothing,”whilehiswholebearingprotestedagainstwhattheboatswainsaid.

           Theboatbroughtusbacktotheship.CaptainLenGuyhadnotlefthiscabin.West,havingreceivednoorders,waspacingthedeckaft.Iseatedmyselfatthefootofthemainmast,observingtheseawhichlayopenandfreebeforeus.

           Atthismomentthecaptaincameondeck;hewasverypale,andhisfeatureslookedpinchedandweary.

           “Mr.Jeorling,”saidhe,“IcanaffirmconscientiouslythatIhavedoneallitwaspossibletodo.CanIhopehenceforththatmybrotherWilliamandhiscompanions—No!No!Wemustgoaway—beforewinter—”

           Hedrewhimselfup,andcastalastglancetowardsTsalalIsland.

           “To-morrow,Jim,”hesaidtoWest,“tomorrowwewillmakesailasearlyaspossible.”

           Atthismomentaroughvoiceutteredthewords:

           “AndPym—poorPym!”

           Irecognizedthisvoice.

           ItwasthevoiceIhadheardinmydream.

           

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