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Israel Hands

           Hestoppedinstantly.Icouldseebytheworkingofhisfacethathewastryingtothink,andtheprocesswassoslowandlaboriousthat,inmynew-foundsecurity,Ilaughedaloud.Atlast,withaswallowortwo,hespoke,hisfacestillwearingthesameexpressionofextremeperplexity.Inordertospeakhehadtotakethedaggerfromhismouth,butinallelseheremainedunmoved.

           "Jim,"sayshe,"Ireckonwe’refouled,youandme,andwe’llhavetosignarticles.I’dhavehadyoubutforthattherelurch,butIdon’thavenoluck,notI;andIreckonI’llhavetostrike,whichcomeshard,yousee,foramastermarinertoaship’syounkerlikeyou,Jim."

           Iwasdrinkinginhiswordsandsmilingaway,asconceitedasacockuponawall,when,allinabreath,backwenthisrighthandoverhisshoulder.Somethingsanglikeanarrowthroughtheair;Ifeltablowandthenasharppang,andthereIwaspinnedbytheshouldertothemast.InthehorridpainandsurpriseofthemomentIscarcecansayitwasbymyownvolition,andIamsureitwaswithoutaconsciousaimbothmypistolswentoff,andbothescapedoutofmyhands.Theydidnotfallalone;withachokedcry,thecoxswainloosedhisgraspupontheshroudsandplungedheadfirstintothewater.

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