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.She went off slowly as though she had been weary and disheartened like the men she carried.She paid off very gradually, making us hold our breath till we choked, and as soon as she had brought the wind abaft the beam she started to move, and fluttered our hearts.It was awful to see her, nearly overturned, begin to gather way and drag her submerged side through the water.The dead-eyes of the rigging churned the breaking seas.The lower half of the deck was full of mad whirlpools and eddies; and the long line of the lee rail could be seen showing black now and then in the swirls of a field of foam as dazzling and white as a field of snow.The wind sang shrilly amongst the spars; and at every slight lurch we expected her to slip to the bottom sideways from under our backs.When dead before it she made the first distinct attempt to stand up, and we encouraged her with a feeble and discordant howl.A great sea came running up aft and hung for a moment over us with a curling top; then crashed down under the counter and spread out on both sides into a great sheet of bursting froth.Above its fierce hiss we heard Singleton's croak: – »She is steering!« He had both his feet now planted firmly on the grating, and the wheel spun fast as he eased the helm.– »Bring the wind on the port quarter and steady her!« called out the master, staggering to his feet, the first man up from amongst our prostrate heap.One or two screamed with excitement: – »She rises!« Far away forward, Mr.Baker and three others were seen erect and black on the clear sky, lifting their arms, and with open mouths as though they had been shouting all together.The ship trembled, trying to lift her side, lurched back, seemed to give up with a nerveless dip, and suddenly with an unexpected jerk swung violently to windward, as though she had torn herself out from a deadly grasp.The whole immense volume of water, lifted by her deck, was thrown bodily across to starboard.Loud cracks were heard.Iron ports breaking open thundered with ringing blows.The water topped over the starboard rail with the rush of a river falling over a dam.The sea on deck, and the seas on every side of her, mingled together in a deafening roar.She rolled violently.We got up and were helplessly run or flung about from side to side.Men, rolling over and over, yelled, – »The house will go!« – »She clears herself!« Lifted by a towering sea she ran along with it for a moment, spouting thick streams of water through every opening of her wounded sides.The lee braces having been carried away or washed off the pins, all the ponderous yards on the fore swung from side to side and with appalling rapidity at every roll.The men forward were seen crouching here and there with fearful glances upwards at the enormous spars that whirled about over their heads.The torn canvas and the ends of broken gear streamed in the wind like wisps of hair.Through the clear sunshine, over the flashing turmoil and uproar of the seas, the ship ran blindly, dishevelled and headlong, as if fleeing for her life; and on the poop we spun, we tottered about, distracted and noisy.We all spoke at once in a thin babble; we had the aspect of invalids and the gestures of maniacs.Eyes shone, large and haggard, in smiling, meagre faces that seemed to have been dusted over with powdered chalk.We stamped, clapped our hands, feeling ready to jump and do anything; but in reality hardly able to keep on our feet.Captain Allistoun, hard and slim, gesticulated madly from the poop at Mr.Baker: »Steady these fore-yards! Steady them the best you can!« On the main deck, men excited by his cries, splashed, dashing aimlessly here and there with the foam swirling up to their waists.Apart, far aft, and alone by the helm, old Singleton had deliberately tucked his white beard under the top button of his glistening coat.Swaying upon the din and tumult of the seas, with the whole battered length of the ship launched forward in a rolling rush before his steady old eyes, he stood rigidly still, forgotten by all, and with an attentive face.In front of his erect figure only the two arms moved crosswise with a swift and sudden readiness, to check or urge again the rapid stir of circling spokes.He steered with care.Chapter FourOn men reprieved by its disdainful mercy, the immortal sea confers in its justice the full privilege of desired unrest.Through the perfect wisdom of its grace they are not permitted to meditate at ease upon the complicated and acrid savour of existence [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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