? ? ? ? Before closing this incident, I must give a scrap of conversation I had with Wolf Larsen in the cabin, while I was washing the dishes.
? ? ? ? 'You were looking squeamish this afternoon,' he began. 'What was the matter?'
? ? ? ? I could see that he knew what had made me possibly as sick as Harrison, that he was trying to draw me, and I answered: 'It was because of the brutal treatment of that boy.'
? ? ? ? He gave a short laugh. 'Like seasickness, I suppose. Some men are subject to it, and others are not.'
? ? ? ? 'Not so,' I objected.
? ? ? ? 'Just so,' he went on. 'The earth is as full of brutality as the sea is full of motion. And some men are made sick by the one, and some by the other. That's the only reason.'
? ? ? ? 'But you who make a mock of human life, don't you place any value upon it whatever?' I demanded.
? ? ? ? 'Value? What value? He looked at me, and though his eyes were steady and motionless, there seemed a cynical smile in them.
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