? ? ? ? When I turned around, a moment later, I saw the cabin-boy staggering to his feet. His face was ghastly white, twitching with suppressed pain. He looked very sick.
? ? ? ? 'Well, Leach, are you going for'ard?' Wolf Larsen asked.
? ? ? ? 'Yes, sir,' came the answer of a spirit cowed.
? ? ? ? 'And you?' I was asked.
? ? ? ? 'I'll give you a thousand-' I began, but was interrupted.
? ? ? ? 'Stow that! Are you going to take up your duties as cabin-boy? Or do I have to take you in hand?'
? ? ? ? What was I to do? To be brutally beaten, to be killed perhaps, would not help my case.
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