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London, Jack

"The Sea-Wolf"

A sudden and deep sympathy welled up in me.


? ? ? ? 'I have seen and heard nothing, believe me,' I said quietly.


? ? ? ? 'I tell yer, he's all right,' I could hear Leach say as I went up. 'He don't like the Old Man no more nor you or me.'


? ? ? ? I found Wolf Larsen in the cabin, stripped and bloody, waiting for me. He greeted me with his whimsical smile.


? ? ? ? 'Come, get to work, doctor. The signs are favorable for an extensive practice this voyage. I don't know what the Ghost would have been without you, and if I could cherish such noble sentiments, I'd tell you that her master is deeply grateful.'


? ? ? ? I knew the run of the simple medicine-chest the Ghost carried, and while I was heating water on the cabin stove and getting the things ready for dressing his wounds, he moved about, laughing and chatting, and examining his hurts with a calculating eye. I had never before seen him stripped, and the sight of his body quite took my breath away.


? ? ? ? I must say that I was fascinated by the perfect lines of Wolf Larsen's figure, and by what I may term the terrible beauty of it.


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