But at the same time he was growing aware that this was rather more than he had expected. From the first stir of the air felt on his cheek the gale2 seemed to take upon itself the accumulated impetus3 of an avalanche4. Heavy sprays enveloped5 the Nan-Shan from stem to stern, and instantly in the midst of her regular rolling she began to jerk and plunge6 as though she had gone mad with fright.
Jukes thought, “This is no joke.” While he was exchanging explanatory yells with his captain, a sudden lowering of the darkness came upon the night, falling before their vision like something palpable. It was as if the masked lights of the world had been turned down. Jukes was uncritically glad to have his captain at hand. It relieved him as though that man had, by simply coming on deck, taken most of the gale’s weight upon his shoulders. Such is the prestige, the privilege, and the burden of command.
Captain MacWhirr could expect no relief of that sort from any one on earth. Such is the loneliness of command. He was trying to see, with that watchful7 manner of a seaman8 who stares into the wind’s eye as if into the eye of an adversary9, to penetrate10 the hidden intention and guess the aim and force of the thrust. The strong wind swept at him out of a vast obscurity; he felt under his feet the uneasiness of his ship, and he could not even discern the shadow of her shape. He wished it were not so; and very still he waited, feeling stricken by a blind man’s helplessness.
To be silent was natural to him, dark or shine. Jukes, at his elbow, made himself heard yelling cheerily in the gusts11, “We must have got the worst of it at once, sir.” A faint burst of lightning quivered all round, as if flashed into a cavern13 — into a black and secret chamber14 of the sea, with a floor of foaming16 crests17.
It unveiled for a sinister18, fluttering moment a ragged19 mass of clouds hanging low, the lurch20 of the long outlines of the ship, the black figures of men caught on the bridge, heads forward, as if petrified21 in the act of butting22. The darkness palpitated down upon all this, and then the real thing came at last.
It was something formidable and swift, like the sudden smashing of a vial of wrath23. It seemed to explode all round the ship with an overpowering concussion24 and a rush of great waters, as if an immense dam had been blown up to windward. In an instant the men lost touch of each other. This is the disintegrating25 power of a great wind: it isolates26 one from one’s kind. An earthquake, a landslip, an avalanche, overtake a man incidentally, as it were — without passion. A furious gale attacks him like a personal enemy, tries to grasp his limbs, fastens upon his mind, seeks to rout27 his very spirit out of him.
Jukes was driven away from his commander. He fancied himself whirled a great distance through the air. Everything disappeared — even, for a moment, his power of thinking; but his hand had found one of the rail-stanchions. His distress28 was by no means alleviated29 by an inclination30 to disbelieve the reality of this experience. Though young, he had seen some bad weather, and had never doubted his ability to imagine the worst; but this was so much beyond his powers of fancy that it appeared incompatible31 with the existence of any ship whatever. He would have been incredulous about himself in the same way, perhaps, had he not been so harassed32 by the necessity of exerting a wrestling effort against a force trying to tear him away from his hold. Moreover, the conviction of not being utterly33 destroyed returned to him through the sensations of being half-drowned, bestially34 shaken, and partly choked.
It seemed to him he remained there precariously35 alone with the stanchion for a long, long time. The rain poured on him, flowed, drove in sheets. He breathed in gasps36; and sometimes the water he swallowed was fresh and sometimes it was salt. For the most part he kept his eyes shut tight, as if suspecting his sight might be destroyed in the immense flurry of the elements. When he ventured to blink hastily, he derived37 some moral support from the green gleam of the starboard light shining feebly upon the flight of rain and sprays. He was actually looking at it when its ray fell upon the uprearing sea which put it out. He saw the head of the wave topple over, adding the mite38 of its crash to the tremendous uproar39 raging around him, and almost at the same instant the stanchion was wrenched40 away from his embracing arms. After a crushing thump42 on his back he found himself suddenly afloat and borne upwards43. His first irresistible44 notion was that the whole China Sea had climbed on the bridge. Then, more sanely45, he concluded himself gone overboard. All the time he was being tossed, flung, and rolled in great volumes of water, he kept on repeating mentally, with the utmost precipitation, the words: “My God! My God! My God! My God!”
All at once, in a revolt of misery46 and despair, he formed the crazy resolution to get out of that. And he began to thresh about with his arms and legs. But as soon as he commenced his wretched struggles he discovered that he had become somehow mixed up with a face, an oilskin coat, somebody’s boots. He clawed ferociously47 all these things in turn, lost them, found them again, lost them once more, and finally was himself caught in the firm clasp of a pair of stout48 arms. He returned the embrace closely round a thick solid body. He had found his captain.
They tumbled over and over, tightening49 their hug. Suddenly the water let them down with a brutal50 bang; and, stranded51 against the side of the wheelhouse, out of breath and bruised52, they were left to stagger up in the wind and hold on where they could.
Jukes came out of it rather horrified53, as though he had escaped some unparalleled outrage54 directed at his feelings. It weakened his faith in himself. He started shouting aimlessly to the man he could feel near him in that fiendish blackness, “Is it you, sir? Is it you, sir?” till his temples seemed ready to burst. And he heard in answer a voice, as if crying far away, as if screaming to him fretfully from a very great distance, the one word “Yes!” Other seas swept again over the bridge. He received them defencelessly right over his bare head, with both his hands engaged in holding.
The motion of the ship was extravagant55. Her lurches had an appalling56 helplessness: she pitched as if taking a header into a void, and seemed to find a wall to hit every time. When she rolled she fell on her side headlong, and she would be righted back by such a demolishing57 blow that Jukes felt her reeling as a clubbed man reels before he collapses59. The gale howled and scuffled about gigantically in the darkness, as though the entire world were one black gully. At certain moments the air streamed against the ship as if sucked through a tunnel with a concentrated solid force of impact that seemed to lift her clean out of the water and keep her up for an instant with only a quiver running through her from end to end. And then she would begin her tumbling again as if dropped back into a boiling cauldron. Jukes tried hard to compose his mind and judge things coolly.
The sea, flattened60 down in the heavier gusts, would uprise and overwhelm both ends of the Nan-Shan in snowy rushes of foam15, expanding wide, beyond both rails, into the night. And on this dazzling sheet, spread under the blackness of the clouds and emitting a bluish glow, Captain MacWhirr could catch a desolate61 glimpse of a few tiny specks62 black as ebony, the tops of the hatches, the battened companions, the heads of the covered winches, the foot of a mast. This was all he could see of his ship. Her middle structure, covered by the bridge which bore him, his mate, the closed wheelhouse where a man was steering63 shut up with the fear of being swept overboard together with the whole thing in one great crash — her middle structure was like a half-tide rock awash upon a coast. It was like an outlying rock with the water boiling up, streaming over, pouring off, beating round — like a rock in the surf to which shipwrecked people cling before they let go — only it rose, it sank, it rolled continuously, without respite64 and rest, like a rock that should have miraculously65 struck adrift from a coast and gone wallowing upon the sea.
The Nan-Shan was being looted by the storm with a senseless, destructive fury: trysails torn out of the extra gaskets, double-lashed12 awnings66 blown away, bridge swept clean, weather-cloths burst, rails twisted, light-screens smashed — and two of the boats had gone already. They had gone unheard and unseen, melting, as it were, in the shock and smother67 of the wave. It was only later, when upon the white flash of another high sea hurling68 itself amidships, Jukes had a vision of two pairs of davits leaping black and empty out of the solid blackness, with one overhauled69 fall flying and an iron-bound block capering70 in the air, that he became aware of what had happened within about three yards of his back.
He poked71 his head forward, groping for the ear of his commander. His lips touched it — big, fleshy, very wet. He cried in an agitated72 tone, “Our boats are going now, sir.”
And again he heard that voice, forced and ringing feebly, but with a penetrating73 effect of quietness in the enormous discord74 of noises, as if sent out from some remote spot of peace beyond the black wastes of the gale; again he heard a man’s voice — the frail75 and indomitable sound that can be made to carry an infinity76 of thought, resolution and purpose, that shall be pronouncing confident words on the last day, when heavens fall, and justice is done — again he heard it, and it was crying to him, as if from very, very far — “All right.”
He thought he had not managed to make himself understood. “Our boats — I say boats — the boats, sir! Two gone!”
The same voice, within a foot of him and yet so remote, yelled sensibly, “Can’t be helped.”
Captain MacWhirr had never turned his face, but Jukes caught some more words on the wind.
“What can — expect — when hammering through — such — Bound to leave — something behind — stands to reason.”
Watchfully77 Jukes listened for more. No more came. This was all Captain MacWhirr had to say; and Jukes could picture to himself rather than see the broad squat78 back before him. An impenetrable obscurity pressed down upon the ghostly glimmers79 of the sea. A dull conviction seized upon Jukes that there was nothing to be done.
If the steering-gear did not give way, if the immense volumes of water did not burst the deck in or smash one of the hatches, if the engines did not give up, if way could be kept on the ship against this terrific wind, and she did not bury herself in one of these awful seas, of whose white crests alone, topping high above her bows, he could now and then get a sickening glimpse — then there was a chance of her coming out of it. Something within him seemed to turn over, bringing uppermost the feeling that the Nan-Shan was lost.
“She’s done for,” he said to himself, with a surprising mental agitation80, as though he had discovered an unexpected meaning in this thought. One of these things was bound to happen. Nothing could be prevented now, and nothing could be remedied. The men on board did not count, and the ship could not last. This weather was too impossible.
Jukes felt an arm thrown heavily over his shoulders; and to this overture81 he responded with great intelligence by catching82 hold of his captain round the waist.
They stood clasped thus in the blind night, bracing41 each other against the wind, cheek to cheek and lip to ear, in the manner of two hulks lashed stem to stern together.
And Jukes heard the voice of his commander hardly any louder than before, but nearer, as though, starting to march athwart the prodigious83 rush of the hurricane, it had approached him, bearing that strange effect of quietness like the serene84 glow of a halo.
“D’ye know where the hands got to?” it asked, vigorous and evanescent at the same time, overcoming the strength of the wind, and swept away from Jukes instantly.
Jukes didn’t know. They were all on the bridge when the real force of the hurricane struck the ship. He had no idea where they had crawled to. Under the circumstances they were nowhere, for all the use that could be made of them. Somehow the Captain’s wish to know distressed85 Jukes.
“Want the hands, sir?” he cried, apprehensively86.
“Ought to know,” asserted Captain MacWhirr. “Hold hard.”
They held hard. An outburst of unchained fury, a vicious rush of the wind absolutely steadied the ship; she rocked only, quick and light like a child’s cradle, for a terrific moment of suspense87, while the whole atmosphere, as it seemed, streamed furiously past her, roaring away from the tenebrous earth.
It suffocated88 them, and with eyes shut they tightened89 their grasp. What from the magnitude of the shock might have been a column of water running upright in the dark, butted90 against the ship, broke short, and fell on her bridge, crushingly, from on high, with a dead burying weight.
A flying fragment of that collapse58, a mere91 splash, enveloped them in one swirl92 from their feet over their heads, filling violently their ears, mouths and nostrils93 with salt water. It knocked out their legs, wrenched in haste at their arms, seethed94 away swiftly under their chins; and opening their eyes, they saw the piled-up masses of foam dashing to and fro amongst what looked like the fragments of a ship. She had given way as if driven straight in. Their panting hearts yielded, too, before the tremendous blow; and all at once she sprang up again to her desperate plunging95, as if trying to scramble96 out from under the ruins.
The seas in the dark seemed to rush from all sides to keep her back where she might perish. There was hate in the way she was handled, and a ferocity in the blows that fell. She was like a living creature thrown to the rage of a mob: hustled97 terribly, struck at, borne up, flung down, leaped upon. Captain MacWhirr and Jukes kept hold of each other, deafened98 by the noise, gagged by the wind; and the great physical tumult99 beating about their bodies, brought, like an unbridled display of passion, a profound trouble to their souls. One of those wild and appalling shrieks100 that are heard at times passing mysteriously overhead in the steady roar of a hurricane, swooped101, as if borne on wings, upon the ship, and Jukes tried to outscream it.
“Will she live through this?”
The cry was wrenched out of his breast. It was as unintentional as the birth of a thought in the head, and he heard nothing of it himself. It all became extinct at once — thought, intention, effort — and of his cry the inaudible vibration102 added to the tempest waves of the air.
He expected nothing from it. Nothing at all. For indeed what answer could be made? But after a while he heard with amazement103 the frail and resisting voice in his ear, the dwarf104 sound, unconquered in the giant tumult.
“She may!”
It was a dull yell, more difficult to seize than a whisper. And presently the voice returned again, half submerged in the vast crashes, like a ship battling against the waves of an ocean.
“Let’s hope so!” it cried — small, lonely and unmoved, a stranger to the visions of hope or fear; and it flickered105 into disconnected words: “Ship. . . . . This. . . . Never — Anyhow . . . for the best.” Jukes gave it up.
Then, as if it had come suddenly upon the one thing fit to withstand the power of a storm, it seemed to gain force and firmness for the last broken shouts:
“Keep on hammering . . . builders . . . good men. . . . . And chance it . . . engines. . . . Rout . . . good man.”
Captain MacWhirr removed his arm from Jukes’ shoulders, and thereby106 ceased to exist for his mate, so dark it was; Jukes, after a tense stiffening107 of every muscle, would let himself go limp all over. The gnawing108 of profound discomfort109 existed side by side with an incredible disposition110 to somnolence111, as though he had been buffeted112 and worried into drowsiness113. The wind would get hold of his head and try to shake it off his shoulders; his clothes, full of water, were as heavy as lead, cold and dripping like an armour114 of melting ice: he shivered — it lasted a long time; and with his hands closed hard on his hold, he was letting himself sink slowly into the depths of bodily misery. His mind became concentrated upon himself in an aimless, idle way, and when something pushed lightly at the back of his knees he nearly, as the saying is, jumped out of his skin.
In the start forward he bumped the back of Captain MacWhirr, who didn’t move; and then a hand gripped his thigh115. A lull116 had come, a menacing lull of the wind, the holding of a stormy breath — and he felt himself pawed all over. It was the boatswain. Jukes recognized these hands, so thick and enormous that they seemed to belong to some new species of man.
The boatswain had arrived on the bridge, crawling on all fours against the wind, and had found the chief mate’s legs with the top of his head. Immediately he crouched117 and began to explore Jukes’ person upwards with prudent118, apologetic touches, as became an inferior.
He was an ill-favoured, undersized, gruff sailor of fifty, coarsely hairy, short-legged, long-armed, resembling an elderly ape. His strength was immense; and in his great lumpy paws, bulging119 like brown boxinggloves on the end of furry120 forearms, the heaviest objects were handled like playthings. Apart from the grizzled pelt121 on his chest, the menacing demeanour and the hoarse122 voice, he had none of the classical attributes of his rating. His good nature almost amounted to imbecility: the men did what they liked with him, and he had not an ounce of initiative in his character, which was easy-going and talkative. For these reasons Jukes disliked him; but Captain MacWhirr, to Jukes’ scornful disgust, seemed to regard him as a first-rate petty officer.
He pulled himself up by Jukes’ coat, taking that liberty with the greatest moderation, and only so far as it was forced upon him by the hurricane.
“What is it, boss’n, what is it?” yelled Jukes, impatiently. What could that fraud of a boss’n want on the bridge? The typhoon had got on Jukes’ nerves. The husky bellowings of the other, though unintelligible123, seemed to suggest a state of lively satisfaction.
There could be no mistake. The old fool was pleased with something.
The boatswain’s other hand had found some other body, for in a changed tone he began to inquire: “Is it you, sir? Is it you, sir?” The wind strangled his howls.
“Yes!” cried Captain MacWhirr.
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