? ? ? ? She took my advice and was turning to put it into execution when her eyes lighted on Oofty-Oofty, immediately before her, his body instinct with alertness and grace as he held the turn of the rope.
? ? ? ? 'Are you fishing?' she asked him.
? ? ? ? He made no reply. His eyes, fixed intently on the sea astern, suddenly flashed.
? ? ? ? 'Shark, ho, sir!' he cried.
? ? ? ? 'Heave in! Lively! All hands tail on!' Wolf Larsen shouted, springing himself to the rope in advance of the quickest.
? ? ? ? Mugridge had heard the Kanaka's warning cry and was screaming madly. I could see a black fin cutting the water and making for him with greater swiftness than he was being pulled aboard. It was an even toss whether the shark or we would get him, and it was a matter of moments. When Mugridge was directly beneath us, the stern descended the slope of a passing wave, thus giving the advantage to the shark. The fin disappeared. The belly flashed white in a swift upward rush.
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