There was
nothing to be done at the moment; the breaker in a way was refilling
itself, as soon as I had it jammed, by the water washing over it;
and, after a bit, judging it full or nearly full, I ripped off a
corner of my oily and made a sort of bung, as you see."
"All this had, in fact, cost me some labour, and I related it, no
doubt, a bit too complacently. Worse, I rounded it up by saying,
'The captain, sir, was more anxious about the water than anything, as
he told me yesterday.'
"At this his temper boiled over--yet not (as I could see) until he
had flung a glance at Jarvis and the crew, to make sure they were
submissive still to the old habit of discipline. 'Macnaughten was
always full of wisdom,' he sneered; '--so full that he's dead of it!
. . . And so you didn't think it worth mentioning?'
"Do you know, Roddy, I didn't think the fool worth any further
attention. . . . One can't really hate two men at one time . . . at
any rate, _I_ can't. It's too fatiguing. There sat Farrell, three
feet away, looking dazed, as he'd looked ever since the _Eurotas_
went under.
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