The Crushed Flower and Other Stories by Leonid Nikolayevich Andreyev
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Khorre nods his head gloomily. "No, I will not sing." "Then I shall force you to pray as they prayed!" "You will not force me to pray, either. You are the Captain, and you may kill me, and here is your revolver. It is loaded, Noni. And now I am going to speak the truth, Captain! Khorre, the boatswain, speaks to you in the name of the entire crew." Haggart says: "Drop this performance, Khorre. There is no crew here. You'd better drink something." He drinks. "But the crew is waiting for you, you know it. Captain, is it your intention to return to the ship and assume command again?" "No." "Captain, is it perhaps your intention to go to the people on the coast and live with them?" "No." "I can't understand your actions, Noni. What do you intend to do, |
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