The Wrecker by Robert Louis Stevenson;Lloyd Osbourne
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physical pain, and I shrank from speech and companionship.
I was in this frame of mind when the captain proposed that we should land upon the island. I saw he had something to say, and only feared it might be consolation; for I could just bear my grief, not bungling sympathy; and yet I had no choice but to accede to his proposal. We walked awhile along the beach in silence. The sun overhead reverberated rays of heat; the staring sand, the glaring lagoon, tortured our eyes; and the birds and the boom of the far-away breakers made a savage symphony. "I don't require to tell you the game's up?" Nares asked. "No," said I. "I was thinking of getting to sea to-morrow," he pursued. "The best thing you can do," said I. "Shall we say Honolulu?" he inquired. "O, yes; let's stick to the programme," I cried. "Honolulu be it!" There was another silence, and then Nares cleared his throat. "We've been pretty good friends, you and me, Mr. Dodd," he resumed. "We've been going through the kind of thing that tries a man. We've had the hardest kind of work, we've been badly backed, and now we're badly |
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