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"But are you sure they are gone?"

"Aye, Mart'n, we've sought 'em alow and aloft, all over the ship, save only this hole o' yourn--the which you ht ha' known had ye slept less"

"Have I slept so much, then?"

"Pal, you've done little else since you caly All yesterday, as I do know, you slept and never stirred nor took so much as bite or sup--and I know because while as a' turning out the hold a-seekin' and a-searchin' I come and took a look at ye every now and then, and here's you a-lyin' like a dead hty strange! For until I caht sleeper, Godby"

"Why, 'tis the stench o' this place--faugh! Coood, sweet air, pal"

"You say you sought these men everywhere--even down here in the hold?"

"Aye, alow and aloft, every bulkhead and timber from trucks to keelson!"

"And all this ti, Mart'n"

"And breathing heavily?"

"Aye, ye did so, pal, groaning ye ood blood!"

"And neither you nor Ada-hole of mine?"

"Lord love ye--no, Mart'n! How should three h!" says I, clasping hts

"Co and the fine folk all a-supping in the great cabin Come into the air"

"Yes," I nodded, "yes, 'twill clear my head and I must think, Godby, I must think Reachas with cold So Godby took up the garment where it lay and held it out toback, stood staring down at it, and all with never a word; whiles I sat crouched uponbeneath the growing horror of the thought that filled ht took dreadful shape and rew to certainty, I heard Godby draw a gasping breath, saw hi hand behind hi backwards, he ed in the dark, and with a hurry of stu or the manner of it, so stunned was I by the sudden realisation of the terror that had haunted s, a terror that (if my dreadful speculations were true) was very real after all, a peril deadly and imminent