? ? ? ? But the sweeter music was playing in my ears, and I was blind and oblivious to all about me. The sharp voice of Wolf Larsen aroused me.
? ? ? ? 'What the hell are you up to?' he was demanding.
? ? ? ? I had strayed forward where the sailors were painting, and I came to myself to find my advancing foot on the verge of overturning a paint-pot.
? ? ? ? 'Sleepwalking, sunstroke- what?' he barked.
? ? ? ? 'No; indigestion,' I retorted, and continued my walk as if nothing untoward had occurred.
? ? ? ? AMONG THE MOST VIVID memories of my life are those of the events on the Ghost which occurred during the forty hours succeeding the discovery of my love for Maud Brewster. I, who had lived my life in quiet places, only to enter at the age of thirty-five upon a court of the most irrational adventure I could have imagined, never had more incident and excitement crammed into any forty hours of my experience.
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