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London, Jack

"The Sea-Wolf"

The sea-water was streaming from him.


? ? ? ? 'All right, Hump,' he said in a low voice. 'Where's the mate?'


? ? ? ? I shook my head.


? ? ? ? 'Johansen!' he called softly. 'Johansen!'


? ? ? ? 'Where is he?' he demanded of Harrison.


? ? ? ? The young fellow seemed to have recovered his composure, for he answered steadily enough:


? ? ? ? 'I don't know, sir. I saw him go for'ard a little while ago.'


? ? ? ? 'So did I go for'ard; but you will observe that I didn't come back the way I went. Can you explain it?'


? ? ? ? 'You must have been overboard, sir.'


? ? ? ? 'Shall I look for him in the steerage, sir?' I asked.


? ? ? ? Wolf Larsen shook his head.


? ? ? ? 'You wouldn't find him, Hump. But you'll do. Come on. Never mind your bedding. Leave it where it is.'


? ? ? ? I followed at his heels. There was nothing stirring amidships.


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