But a change came over the face of the dream, for a dream I told myself it must be. My rhythm grew shorter and shorter. I was jerked from swing to counter-swing with irritating haste. I could scarcely catch my breath, so fiercely was I impelled8 through the heavens. The gong thundered more frequently and more furiously. I grew to await it with a nameless dread9. Then it seemed as though I were being dragged over rasping sands, white and hot in the sun. This gave place to a sense of intolerable anguish10. My skin was scorching11 in the torment12 of fire. The gong clanged and knelled13. The sparkling points of light flashed past me in an interminable stream, as though the whole sidereal14 system were dropping into the void. I gasped15, caught my breath painfully, and opened my eyes. Two men were kneeling beside me, working over me. My mighty rhythm was the lift and forward plunge17 of a ship on the sea. The terrific gong was a frying-pan, hanging on the wall, that rattled18 and clattered20 with each leap of the ship. The rasping, scorching sands were a man's hard hands chafing21 my naked chest. I squirmed under the pain of it and half lifted my head. My chest was raw and red, and I could see tiny blood-globules starting through the torn and inflamed22 cuticle23.
'That'll do, Yonson,' one of the men said. 'Carn't yer see you've bloomin' well rubbed all the gent's skin off?'
The man addressed as Yonson, a man of the heavy Scandinavian type, ceased chafing me and arose awkwardly to his feet. The man who had spoken to him was clearly a Cockney, with the clean lines and weakly pretty, almost effeminate, face of the man who has absorbed the sound of Bow Bells with his mother's milk. A draggled muslin cap on his head, and a dirty gunny-sack about his slim hips25, proclaimed him cook of the decidedly dirty ship's galley26 in which I found myself.
'An' 'ow yer feelin' now, sir?' he asked, with the subservient27 smirk28 which comes only of generations of tip-seeking ancestors.
For reply, I twisted weakly into a sitting posture29, and was helped by Yonson to my feet. The rattle19 and bang of the frying-pan was grating horribly on my nerves. I could not collect my thoughts. Clutching the woodwork of the galley for support,- and I confess the grease with which it was scummed put my teeth on edge,- I reached across a hot cooking-range to the offending utensil30, unhooked it, and wedged it securely into the coal-box.
The cook grinned at my exhibition of nerves, and thrust into my hand a steaming mug with an ''Ere, this'll do yer good.'
It was a nauseous mess,- ship's coffee,- but the heat of it was revivifying. Between gulps31 of the molten stuff I glanced down at my raw and bleeding chest and turned to the Scandinavian.
'Thank you, Mr. Yonson,' I said; 'but don't you think your measures were rather heroic?'
It was because he understood the reproof32 of my action, rather than of my words, that he held up his palm for inspection33. It was remarkably34 calloused35. I passed my hand over the horny projections36, and my teeth went on edge once more from the horrible rasping sensation produced.
'My name is Johnson, not Yonson,' he said in very good, though slow, English, with no more than a shade of accent to it.
There was mild protest in his pale-blue eyes, and, withal, a timid frankness and manliness37 that quite won me to him.
'Thank you, Mr. Johnson,' I corrected, and reached out my hand for his.
He hesitated, awkward and bashful, shifted his weight from one leg to the other, then blunderingly gripped my hand in a hearty38 shake.
'Have you any dry clothes I may put on?' I asked the cook.
'Yes, sir,' he answered, with cheerful alacrity39. 'I'll run down an' tyke a look over my kit40, if you've no objections, sir, to wearin' my things.'
He dived out of the galley door, or glided41, rather, with a swiftness and smoothness of gait that struck me as being not so much cat-like as oily. In fact, this oiliness, or greasiness42, as I was later to learn, was probably the most salient expression of his personality.
'And where am I?' I asked Johnson, whom I took, and rightly, to be one of the sailors. 'What vessel43 is this? And where is she bound?'
'Off the Farralones, heading about sou'west,' he answered slowly and methodically, as though groping for his best English, and rigidly44 observing the order of my queries45. 'The schooner46 Ghost; bound seal-hunting to Japan.'
'And who is the captain? I must see him as soon as I am dressed?'
Johnson looked puzzled and embarrassed. He hesitated while he groped in his vocabulary and framed a complete answer. 'The cap'n is Wolf Larsen, or so men call him. I never heard his other name. But you better speak soft with him. He is mad this morning. The mate-'
But he did not finish. The cook had glided in.
'Better sling47 yer 'ook out of 'ere, Yonson,' he said. 'The Old Man'll be wantin' yer on deck, an' this ayn't no d'y to fall foul48 of 'im.'
Johnson turned obediently to the door, at the same time, over the cook's shoulder, favoring me with an amazingly solemn and portentous49 wink50, as though to emphasize his interrupted remark and the need for me to be soft-spoken with the captain.
Hanging over the cook's arm was a loose and crumpled51 array of evil-looking and sour-smelling garments.
'They was put aw'y wet, sir,' he vouchsafed52 explanation. 'But you'll 'ave to make them do while I dry yours out by the fire.'
Clinging to the woodwork, staggering with the roll of the ship, and aided by the cook, I managed to slip into a rough woolen53 undershirt. On the instant my flesh was creeping and crawling from the harsh contact. He noticed my involuntary twitching54 and grimacing55, and smirked:
'I only 'ope yer don't ever 'ave to get used to such as that in this life, 'cos you've got a bloomin' soft skin, that you 'ave, more like a lydy's than any I know of. I was bloomin' well sure you was a gentleman as soon as I set eyes on yer.'
I had taken a dislike to him at the first, and as he helped to dress me this dislike increased. There was something repulsive56 about his touch. I shrank from his hand; my flesh revolted. And between this and the smells arising from various pots boiling and bubbling on the galley fire, I was in haste to get out into the fresh air. Further, there was the need of seeing the captain about what arrangements could be made for getting me ashore57.
A cheap cotton shirt, with frayed58 collar and a bosom59 discolored with what I took to be ancient bloodstains, was put on me amidst a running and apologetic fire of comment. A pair of workman's brogans incased my feet, and for trousers I was furnished with a pair of pale-blue, washed-out overalls60, one leg of which was fully16 ten inches shorter than the other. The abbreviated61 leg looked as though the devil had there clutched for the Cockney's soul and missed the shadow for the substance.
'And whom have I to thank for this kindness?' I asked, when I stood completely arrayed, a tiny boy's cap on my head, and for coat a dirty, striped cotton jacket which ended at the small of my back, and the sleeves of which reached just below my elbows.
The cook drew himself up in smugly humble62 fashion, a deprecating smirk on his face. Out of my experience with stewards63 on the Atlantic liners at the end of the voyage, I could have sworn he was waiting for his tip. From my fuller knowledge of the creature I now know that the posture was unconscious. An hereditary64 servility, no doubt, was responsible.
'Mugridge, sir,' he fawned65, his effeminate features running into a greasy66 smile. 'Thomas Mugridge, sir, an' at yer service.'
'All right, Thomas,' I said. 'I shall not forget you- when my clothes are dry.'
A soft light suffused67 his face, and his eyes glistened68, as though somewhere in the deeps of his being his ancestors had quickened and stirred with dim memories of tips received in former lives.
'Thank you, sir,' he said very gratefully and very humbly69 indeed.
Precisely in the way that the door slid back, he slid aside, and I stepped out on deck. I was still weak from my prolonged immersion70. A puff71 of wind caught me, and I staggered across the moving deck to a corner of the cabin, to which I clung for support. The schooner, heeled over far out from the perpendicular72, was bowing and plunging73 into the long Pacific roll. If she were heading southwest, as Johnson had said, the wind, then, I calculated, was blowing nearly from the south. The fog was gone, and in its place the sun sparkled crisply on the surface of the water. I turned to the east, where I knew California must lie, but could see nothing save low-lying fog-banks- the same fog, doubtless, that had brought about the disaster to the Martinez and placed me in my present situation. To the north, not far away, a group of naked rocks thrust above the sea, on one of which I could distinguish a lighthouse. In the southwest, and almost in our course, I saw the pyramidal loom24 of some vessel's sails.
Having completed my survey of the horizon, I turned to my more immediate74 surroundings. My first thought was that a man who had come through a collision and rubbed shoulders with death merited more attention than I received. Beyond a sailor at the wheel, who stared curiously75 across the top of the cabin, I attracted no notice whatever.
Everybody seemed interested in what was going on amidships. There, on a hatch, a large man was lying on his back. He was fully clothed, though his shirt was ripped open in front. Nothing was to be seen of his chest, however, for it was covered with a mass of black hair, in appearance like the furry76 coat of a dog. His face and neck were hidden beneath a black beard, intershot with gray, which would have been stiff and bushy had it not been limp and draggled and dripping with water. His eyes were closed, and he was apparently77 unconscious; but his mouth was wide open, his breast heaving as though from suffocation78 as he labored79 noisily for breath. A sailor, from time to time and quite methodically, as a matter of routine, dropped a canvas bucket into the ocean at the end of a rope, hauled it in hand under hand, and sluiced80 its contents over the prostrate81 man.
Pacing back and forth82 the length of the hatchway, and savagely84 chewing the end of a cigar, was the man whose casual glance had rescued me from the sea. His height was probably five feet ten inches, or ten and a half; but my first impression or feel of the man was not of this, but of his strength. And yet, while he was of massive build, with broad shoulders and deep chest, I could not characterize his strength as massive. It was what might be termed a sinewy85, knotty86 strength, of the kind we ascribe to lean and wiry men, but which, in him, because of his heavy build, partook more of the enlarged gorilla87 order. Not that in appearance he seemed in the least gorilla-like. What I am striving to express is this strength itself, more as a thing apart from his physical semblance88. It was a strength we are wont89 to associate with things primitive90, with wild animals and the creatures we imagine our tree-dwelling prototypes to have been- a strength savage83, ferocious91, alive in itself, the essence of life in that it is the potency92 of motion, the elemental stuff itself out of which the many forms of life have been molded.
Such was the impression of strength I gathered from this man who paced up and down. He was firmly planted on his legs; his feet struck the deck squarely and with surety: every movement of a muscle, from the heave of the shoulders to the tightening93 of the lips about the cigar, was decisive and seemed to come out of a strength that was excessive and overwhelming. In fact, though this strength pervaded94 every action of his, it seemed but the advertisement of a greater strength that lurked95 within, that lay dormant96 and no more than stirred from time to time, but which might arouse at any moment, terrible and compelling, like the rage of a lion or the wrath97 of a storm.
The cook stuck his head out of the galley door and grinned encouragingly at me, at the same time jerking his thumb in the direction of the man who paced up and down by the hatchway. Thus I was given to understand that he was the captain, the 'Old Man,' in the cook's vernacular98, the person whom I must interview and put to the trouble of somehow getting me ashore. I had half started forward, to get over with what I was certain would be a stormy quarter of an hour, when a more violent suffocating99 paroxysm seized the unfortunate person who was lying on his back. He writhed100 about convulsively. The chin, with the damp black beard, pointed101 higher in the air as the back muscles stiffened102 and the chest swelled103 in an unconscious and instinctive104 effort to get more air.
The captain, or Wolf Larsen, as men called him, ceased pacing, and gazed down at the dying man. So fierce had this final struggle become that the sailor paused in the act of flinging more water over him, and stared curiously, the canvas bucket partly tilted105 and dripping its contents to the deck. The dying man beat a tattoo106 on the hatch with his heels, straightened out his legs, stiffened in one great, tense effort, and rolled his head from side to side. Then the muscles relaxed, the head stopped rolling, and a sigh, as of profound relief, floated upward from his lips. The jaw107 dropped, the upper lip lifted, and two rows of tobacco-discolored teeth appeared. It seemed as though his features had frozen into a diabolical108 grin at the world he had left and outwitted.
Then a most surprising thing occurred. The captain broke loose upon the dead man like a thunderclap. Oaths rolled from his lips in a continuous stream. And they were not namby-pamby oaths, or mere109 expressions of indecency. Each word was a blasphemy110, and there were many words. They crisped and crackled like electric sparks. I had never heard anything like it in my life, nor could I have conceived it possible. With a turn for literary expression myself, and a penchant111 for forcible figures and phrases, I appreciated as no other listener, I dare say, the peculiar112 vividness and strength and absolute blasphemy of his metaphors113. The cause of it all, as near as I could make out, was that the man, who was mate, had gone on a debauch114 before leaving San Francisco, and then had the poor taste to die at the beginning of the voyage and leave Wolf Larsen short-handed.
It should be unnecessary to state, at least to my friends, that I was shocked. Oaths and vile115 language of any sort had always been unutterably repellent to me. I felt a wilting116 sensation, a sinking at the heart, and, I might just as well say, a giddiness. To me death had always been invested with solemnity and dignity. It had been peaceful in its occurrence, sacred in its ceremonial. But death in its more sordid117 and terrible aspects was a thing with which I had been unacquainted till now. As I say, while I appreciated the power of the terrific denunciation that swept out of Wolf Larsen's mouth, I was inexpressibly shocked. But the dead man continued to grin unconcernedly with a sardonic118 humor, a cynical119 mockery and defiance120. He was master of the situation.
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