... The
boat's bow plunged under a crest, and we came through quarter-full of water. I
THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 28
There is no need of going into an extended recital of our ... the sea.
bailed like a madman. The liability of shipping another such sea was
enormously increased by the water that weighed the boat down and robbed it of
its buoyancy. And another...
... THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 3
Wolf Larsen ceased swearing as suddenly as he had begun. He relighted his
cigar ... cook quailed under it.
"Yes, sir," was the meek reply, as the offending head disappeared into the
galley.
so the group of hunters gave mouth to a laughter that sounded to me like a wolf- ... climbing aloft; Wolf
Larsen was studying the cloudi...
... to kill you some time or other, don't
you?"
A snarl was the answer.
THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 16
I cannot say that the position of mate carried with it anything more ... Johnson would have killed Wolf Larsen at the slightest opportunity,
but the opportunity never came. Wolf Larsen was too wise for that, and, besides,
they had no adequate weapons. With...
... that night, it
rained, and she was flooded out and driven back into the boat.
THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 29
"Fool!" I cried aloud in my vexation.
I had unloaded the boat ...
thousand seals. The island was highest at its extreme south-western point, the
headlands and backbone diminishing regularly until the north-eastern portion
was only a few feet above the...
... not
require a Sherlock Holmes to deduce that you have been cooking over a camp-
THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 35
Next day, the mast-steps clear and everything in readiness, we started ... guying it fore and aft and to either
side. Twilight had set in by the time this was accomplished. Wolf Larsen, who
had sat about and listened all afternoon and never opened his mouth,...
... THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 1
I scarcely know where to begin, though I sometimes facetiously place the ... arm of the sea. It was good that men
should be specialists, I mused. The peculiar knowledge of the pilot and captain
sufficed for many thousands of people who knew no more of the sea and
navigation ... sunk him, the
little rip! They're the cause of more tr...
... as Hump, as though Hump were I
and had always been I.
THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 4
What happened to me next on the sealing-schooner Ghost, as I strove to fit into
my new environment, ... through the
storm, would surely have made me sea- sick had I been a victim to that malady.
As it was, it made me quite squeamish, though this nausea might have been due
to the pa...
... piggishness!"
THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 5
But my first night in the hunters' steerage was also my last. Next day
Johansen, the new mate, was routed from the cabin by Wolf Larsen, ... after breakfast. I learned, also, that Wolf Larsen was
anxious to make the most of the storm, which was driving him to the
south-west into that portion of the sea where h...
... incident, I must give a scrap of conversation I had with Wolf
Larsen in the cabin, while I was washing the dishes.
THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 6
By the following morning the storm had ... rolling slightly on a calm sea without a breath of wind. Occasional light airs
were felt, however, and Wolf Larsen patrolled the poop constantly, his eyes ever
searching the se...
... THE SEA WOLF
JACK LONDON
CHAPTER 7
At last, after three days of variable winds, we have caught the north-east ... drunkard pays. And I shall know that I must die, at sea
most likely, cease crawling of myself to be all a-crawl with the corruption of the
sea; to be fed upon, to be carrion, to yield up all ... pause which words
and setting demanded.
I looked into his face. I...