? ? ? ? 'What vessel is that?' I asked.
? ? ? ? 'The pilot-boat Lady Mine,' Wolf Larsen answered grimly. 'Got rid of her pilots and running into San Francisco. She'll be there in five or six hours with this wind.'
? ? ? ? 'Will you please signal it, then, so that I may be put ashore?'
? ? ? ? 'Sorry, but I've lost the signal-book overboard,' he remarked, and the group of hunters grinned.
? ? ? ? I debated a moment, looking him squarely in the eyes. I had seen the frightful treatment of the cabin-boy, and knew that I should very probably receive the same, if not worse. As I say, I debated with myself, and then I did what I consider the bravest act of my life. I ran to the side, waving my arms and shouting:
? ? ? ? 'Lady Mine, ahoy! Take me ashore! A thousand dollars if you take me ashore!'
? ? ? ? I waited, watching two men who stood by the wheel, one of them steering.
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