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Chapter XVII. And Pym
Understandme,IspokeofPym,poorPym,didInot?”
“Yes,”answeredWest,sternly;“andwhathaveyoutosayaboutArthurPym?”
“Ihavetosaythathemustnotbeabandoned.”
“Abandoned!”Iexclaimed.
“No,never!Itwouldbecruel—toocruel.Wemustgotoseekhim.”
“Toseekhim?”repeatedCaptainLenGuy.
“Understandme;itisforthisthatIhaveembarkedontheHalbrane—yes,tofindpoorPym!”
“Andwhereishe,”Iasked,“ifnotdeepinagrave,inthecemeteryofhisnatalcity?”
“No,heisintheplacewhereheremained,alone,allalone,”continuedHunt,pointingtowardsthesouth;“andsincethenthesunhasrisenonthathorizonseventimes.”
ItwasevidentthatHuntintendedtodesignatetheAntarcticregions,butwhatdidhemeanbythis?
“DoyounotknowthatArthurPymisdead?”saidthecaptain.
“Dead!”repliedHunt,emphasizingthewordwithanexpressivegesture.“No!listentome:Iknowthings;understandme,heisnotdead.”
“Comenow,Hunt,”saidI,“rememberwhatyoudoknow.InthelastchapteroftheadventuresofArthurPym,doesnotEdgarPoerelatehissuddenanddeplorableend?”
“Explainyourself,Hunt,”saidthecaptain,inatoneofcommand.“Reflect,takeyourtime,andsayplainlywhateveryouhavetosay.
