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Suddenly from the cabin came a great choking bellow, followed by all the sounds of a furious struggle. It was the leopard and the lion, and the lion made all the noise. Wolf Larsen was the leopard. ¡¡¡¡'You see the sacredness of our hospitality,' I said bitterly to Maud Brewster. ¡¡¡¡She nodded her head that she heard, and I noted in her face the signs of the same sickness at sight or sound of violent struggle from which I had suffered so severely during my first weeks on the Ghost. ¡¡¡¡'Wouldn't it be better if you went forward, say by the steerage companionway, until it is over?' I suggested. ¡¡¡¡She shook her head and gazed at me pitifully. She was not frightened, but appalled, rather, at the human animality of it. ¡¡¡¡'You will understand,' I took advantage of the opportunity to say, 'whatever part I take in what is going on and what is to come, that I am compelled to take it- if you and I are ever to get out of this scrape with our lives. It is not nice- for me,' I added. ¡¡¡¡'I understand,' she said in a weak, far-away voice, and her eyes showed me that she did understand.
Monday, December 3, 2007
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