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London, Jack

"The Sea-Wolf"


? ? ? ? I was choking and suffocating by the time I reached Wolf Larsen's bunk. I reached in my hand and felt for him. He was lying motionless, but moved slightly at the touch of my hand. I felt over and under his blankets. There was no warmth, no sign of fire. Yet that smoke which blinded me and made me cough and gasp must have a source. I lost my head temporarily, and dashed frantically about the steerage. A collision with the table partly knocked the wind from my body and brought me to myself. I reasoned that a helpless man could start a fire only near to where he lay.


? ? ? ? I returned to Wolf Larsen's bunk. There I encountered Maud. How long she had been there in that suffocating atmosphere I could not guess.


? ? ? ? 'Go up on deck,' I commanded peremptorily.


? ? ? ? 'But, Humphrey-' she began to protest in a queer, husky voice.


? ? ? ? 'Please! please!' I shouted at her, harshly.


? ? ? ? She drew away obediently; and then I thought, What if she cannot find the steps? I started after her, to stop at the foot of the companionway.


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