The Sacrifice of Abraham painting

The Sacrifice of Abraham painting
The Three Ages of Woman
The Virgin and Child with St Anne
The Water lily Pond
He drew himself inboard with a quick effort, and rose to his feet, glancing swiftly, as he did so, at the man at the wheel, as though to assure himself of his identity and that there was nothing to fear from him. The sea-water was streaming from him. ¡¡¡¡'All right, Hump,' he said in a low voice. 'Where's the mate?' ¡¡¡¡I shook my head. ¡¡¡¡'Johansen!' he called softly. 'Johansen!' ¡¡¡¡'Where is he?' he demanded of Harrison. ¡¡¡¡The young fellow seemed to have recovered his composure, for he answered steadily enough: ¡¡¡¡'I don't know, sir. I saw him go for'ard a little while ago.' ¡¡¡¡'So did I go for'ard; but you will observe that I didn't come back the way I went. Can you explain it?' ¡¡¡¡'You must have been overboard, sir.' 'Shall I look for him in the steerage, sir?' I asked. ¡¡¡¡Wolf Larsen shook his head. ¡¡¡¡'You wouldn't find him, Hump. But you'll do. Come on. Never mind your bedding. Leave it where it is.' ¡¡¡¡I followed at his heels. There was nothing stirring amidships. ¡¡¡¡'Those cursed hunters!' was his comment. 'Too fat and lazy to stand a four-hour watch.'