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London, Jack

"The Sea-Wolf"

I know- I can see it- you have, among other ways, been used to managing people with your eyes, letting your moral courage speak out through them, as it were. You have already managed me with your eyes, commanded me with them. But don't try it on Wolf Larsen. You could as easily control a lion, while he would make a mock of you. He would-'


? ? ? ? 'I have always been proud of the fact that I discovered him,' I said, turning the conversation as Wolf Larsen stepped on the poop and joined us. 'The editors were afraid of him, and the publishers would have none of him. But I knew, and his genius and my judgment were vindicated when he made that magnificent hit with his "Plowman."


? ? ? ? 'And it was a newspaper poem,' she said glibly.


? ? ? ? 'It did happen to see the light in a newspaper,' I replied, 'but not because the magazine editors had been denied a glimpse at it.


? ? ? ? 'We were talking of Harris,' I said to Wolf Larsen.


? ? ? ? 'Oh, yes,' he acknowledged. 'I remember "The Ring.


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