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London, Jack

"The Sea-Wolf"

It must have been latent savagery stirring in me for the old words, so bound up with the roots of the race, to grip me and thrill me. And grip and thrill they did, till I fell asleep, murmuring them to myself over and over again.



Chapter Thirty-One



? ? ? ? 'IT WILL SMELL,' I SAID, 'but it will keep in the heat and keep out the rain and snow.'


? ? ? ? We were surveying the completed sealskin roof.


? ? ? ? 'It is clumsy, but it will serve the purpose, and that is the main thing,' I went on, yearning for her praise.


? ? ? ? And she clapped her hands and declared that she was hugely pleased.


? ? ? ? 'But it is dark in here,' she said the next moment, her shoulders shrinking with a little involuntary shiver.


? ? ? ? 'You might have suggested a window when the walls were going up,' I said. 'It was for you, and you should have seen the need of a window.'


? ? ? ? 'But I never do see the obvious, you know,' laughed back.


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