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London, Jack

"The Sea-Wolf"

Again I heaved it up to its old position, for I had now another idea. I remembered the watch-tackle,- a small double-and single-block affair, and fetched it.


? ? ? ? While I was rigging it between the top of the spar and the opposite rail, Wolf Larsen came on the scene. We exchanged nothing more than good mornings, and though he could not see, he sat on the rail out of the way and followed by the sound all that I did.


? ? ? ? Again instructing Maud to slack away at the windlass when I gave the word, I proceeded to heave on the watch-tackle. Slowly the mast swung in until it balanced at right angles across the rail; and then I discovered, to my amazement, that there was no need for Maud to slack away. In fact, the very opposite was necessary. Making the watch-tackle fast, I hove on the windlass and brought in the mast, inch by inch, till its top tilted down to the deck and finally its whole length lay on the deck.


? ? ? ? I looked at my watch. It was twelve o'clock. My back was aching sorely, and I felt extremely tired and hungry.


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