I sprang excitedly to my feet.
'I wonder- I wonder,' I repeated, pacing up and down.
Maud's eyes were shining with anticipation1 as they followed me. She had such faith in me! And the thought of it was so much added power. I remembered Michelet's: 'To man, woman is as the earth was to her legendary2 son; he has but to fall down and kiss her breast and he is strong again.' For the first time I knew the wonderful truth of his words. Why, I was living them. Maud was all this to me, an unfailing source of strength and courage. I had but to look at her, or think of her, and be strong again.
'It can be done- it can be done,' I was thinking and asserting aloud. 'What men have done I can do, and if they have never done this before, still I can do it.'
'What, for goodness' sake?' Maud demanded. 'Do be merciful. What is it you can do?'
'We can do it,' I amended3. 'Why, nothing else than put the masts back into the Ghost and sail away.'
'Humphrey!' she exclaimed.
And I felt as proud of my conception as if it were already a fact accomplished4.
'But how is it possibly to be done?' she asked.
'I don't know,' was my answer. 'I know only that I am capable of doing anything these days.'
I smiled proudly at her- too proudly, for she dropped her eyes and was for the moment silent.
'But there is Captain Larsen,' she objected.
'Blind and helpless,' I answered promptly5, waving him aside as a straw.
'But those terrible hands of his! You know how he leaped across the opening of the lazaret.'
'And you know also how I crept about and avoided him,' I contended gaily6.
'And lost your shoes.'
'You'd hardly expect him to avoid Wolf Larsen without my feet inside of them.'
We both laughed, and then went seriously to work constructing the plan whereby we were to step the masts of the Ghost and return to the world. I remembered hazily7 the physics of my schooldays, while the last few months had given me practical experience with mechanical purchases. I must say, though, when we walked down to the Ghost to inspect more closely the task before us, that the sight of the great masts lying in the water almost disheartened me. Where were we to begin? If there had been one mast standing8, something high up to which to fasten blocks and tackles! But there was nothing. It reminded me of the problem of lifting oneself by one's bootstraps. I understood the mechanics of levers; but where was I to get a fulcrum9?
There was the mainmast, fifteen inches in diameter at what was now the butt10, still sixty-five feet in length, and weighing, I roughly calculated, at least three thousand pounds. And then came the foremast, larger in diameter and weighing surely thirty-five hundred pounds. Where was I to begin? Maud stood silently by my side while I evolved in my mind the contrivance known among sailors as 'shears11.' But, though known to sailors, I invented it there on Endeavor Island. By crossing and lashing12 the ends of two spars and then elevating them in the air like an inverted13 V, I could get a point above the deck to which to make fast my hoisting-tackle. To this tackle I could, if necessary, attach a second tackle. And then there was the windlass!
Maud saw that I had achieved a solution, and her eyes warmed sympathetically.
'What are you going to do?' she asked.
'Clear that raffle14,' I answered, pointing to the tangled16 wreckage17 overside.
Ah, the decisiveness, the very sound of the words, was good in my ears. 'Clear that raffle!' Imagine so salty a phrase on the lips of the Humphrey Van Weyden of a few months gone!
There must have been a touch of the melodramatic in my pose and voice, for Maud smiled. Her appreciation18 of the ridiculous was keen, and in all things she unerringly saw and felt, where it existed, the touch of sham19, the overshading, the overtone. It was this which had given poise20 and penetration21 to her own work and made her of worth to the world. The serious critic, with the sense of humor and the power of expression, must inevitably22 command the world's ear. And so it was that she had commanded. Her sense of humor was really the artist's instinct for proportion.
'I'm sure I've heard it before, somewhere, in books,' she murmured gleefully.
I had an instinct for proportion myself, and I collapsed23 forthwith, descending25 from the dominant26 pose of a master of matter to a state of humble27 confusion which was, to say the least, very miserable28.
Her hand leaped out at once to mine.
'I'm so sorry,' she said.
'No need to be,' I gulped29. 'It does me good. There's too much of the schoolboy in me. All of which is neither here nor there. What we've got to do is actually and literally30 to clear that raffle. If you'll come with me in the boat, we'll get to work and straighten things out.'
'"When the topmen clear the raffle with their clasp-knives in their teeth,"' she quoted at me; and for the rest of the afternoon we made merry over our labor31.
Her task was to hold the boat in position while I worked at the tangle15. And such a tangle- halyards, sheets, guys, downhauls, shrouds32, stays, all washed about and back and forth24 and through and twined and knitted by the sea. I cut no more than was necessary, and what with passing the long ropes under and around the booms and masts, of unreeving the halyards and sheets, of coiling down in the boat and uncoiling in order to pass through another knot in the bight, I was soon wet to the skin.
The sails did require some cutting, and the canvas, heavy with water, tried my strength severely33; but I succeeded before nightfall in getting it all spread out on the beach to dry. We were both very tired when we knocked off for supper, and we had done good work, too, though to the eye it appeared insignificant34.
Next morning, with Maud as able assistant, I went into the hold of the Ghost to clear the steps of the mast-butts. We had no more than begun work when the sound of my knocking and hammering brought Wolf Larsen.
'Hello, below!' he cried down the open hatch.
The sound of his voice made Maud quickly draw close to me, as for protection, and she rested one hand on my arm while we parleyed.
'Hello, on deck!' I replied. 'Good morning to you.'
'What are you doing down there?' he demanded. 'Trying to scuttle35 my ship for me?'
'Quite the opposite; I'm repairing her,' was my answer.
'But what in thunder are you repairing?' There was puzzlement in his voice.
'Why, I'm getting everything ready for restepping the masts,' I replied easily, as though it were the simplest project imaginable.
'It seems as though you're standing on your own legs at last, Hump,' we heard him say; and then for some time he was silent.
'But I say, Hump,' he called down, 'you can't do it.'
'Oh, yes, I can,' I retorted. 'I'm doing it now.'
'But this is my vessel36, my particular property. What if I forbid you?'
'You forget,' I replied. 'You are no longer the biggest bit of the ferment37. You were once, and able to eat me, as you were pleased to phrase it; but there has been a diminishing, and I am now able to eat you. The yeast38 has grown stale.'
He gave a short, disagreeable laugh. 'I see you're working on my philosophy back on me for all it is worth. But don't make the mistake of underestimating me. For your own good I warn you.'
'Since when have you become an altruist39?' I queried40. 'Confess, now, in warning me for my own good, that you are very inconsistent.'
He ignored my sarcasm41, saying, 'Suppose I clap the hatch on now? You won't fool me as you did in the lazaret.'
'Wolf Larsen,' I said sternly, for the first time addressing him by this his most familiar name, 'I am unable to shoot a helpless, unresisting man. You have proved that to my satisfaction as well as yours. But I warn you now, and not so much for your own good as for mine, that I shall shoot you the moment you attempt a hostile act. I can shoot you now, as I stand here; and if you are so minded, just go ahead and try to clap on the hatch.'
'Nevertheless I forbid you; I distinctly forbid your tampering42 with my ship.'
'But, man!' I expostulated. 'You advance the fact that it is your ship as though it were a moral right. You have never considered moral rights in your dealings with others. You surely do not dream that I'll consider them in dealing43 with you?'
I had stepped underneath44 the open hatchway so that I could see him. The lack of expression on his face, so different from when I had watched him unseen, was enhanced by the unblinking, staring eyes. It was not a pleasant face to look upon.
'And none so poor, not even Hump, to do him reverence,' he sneered46.
The sneer45 was wholly in his voice. His face remained expressionless as ever.
'How do you do, Miss Brewster?' he said suddenly, after a pause.
I started. She had made no noise whatever, had not even moved. Could it be that some glimmer47 of vision remained to him? Or that his vision was coming back?
'How do you do, Captain Larsen?' she answered. 'Pray how did you know I was here?'
'Heard you breathing, of course. I say, Hump's improving; don't you think so?'
'I don't know,' she answered, smiling at me. 'I have never seen him otherwise.'
'You should have seen him before, then.'
'Wolf Larsen in large doses,' I murmured, 'before and after taking.'
'I want to tell you again, Hump,' he said threateningly, 'that you'd better leave things alone.'
'But don't you care to escape as well as we?' I asked incredulously.
'No,' was his answer. 'I intend dying here.'
'Well, we don't,' I concluded defiantly48, beginning again my knocking and hammering.
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