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"I have changed the course," he said. Mr. Pointer saluted, but said nothing. Having succeeded so far, Gissing ventured upon another innovation. He had been greatly tempted by the wheel, and envied the stolid quartermaster who was steering. So, assuming an air of calm certainty, he entered the wheelhouse. "I'll take her for a while," he said.
A troop-ship has no longer a name, but although the ship we boarded at Port Melbourne docks was designated by the number A 14, it was not hard to discover that we were on a well-known ocean-liner, for on life-buoys and wheelhouse the paint was not so thick that inquisitiveness could not see the name that in pre-war days the Aberdeen line proudly advertised as one of their most comfortable passenger-carrying ships.
"Don't let me drive her under," barked Solomon Rout up the pipe. "Dark and rain. Can't see what's coming," uttered the voice. "Must keep her moving enough to steer and chance it," it went on to state distinctly. "I am doing as much as I dare." "We are getting smashed up a good deal up here," proceeded the voice mildly. "Doing fairly well though. Of course, if the wheelhouse should go. . . ." Mr.
Some one touched me on the shoulder, saying, "Beg pardon, sir;" and, on straightening up, I saw in the dim light a man whom at first I took to be one of the steerage passengers. I thought he wanted to get past me, for the room was rather restricted in the passage between the aft wheelhouse and the stern, and I moved aside.
Blythe cut down his man at the same instant. "Back to the wheelhouse," I shouted. We were barely in time. They came crowding in on us pell-mell. We had already switched off the light. Now the lantern was dashed to pieces by trampling heels. I was flung back against the wheel and the revolver knocked from my hand.
As soon as his mate had gone Captain MacWhirr, left alone on the bridge, sidled and staggered as far as the wheelhouse. Its door being hinged forward, he had to fight the gale for admittance, and when at last he managed to enter, it was with an instantaneous clatter and a bang, as though he had been fired through the wood. He stood within, holding on to the handle.
Just as I was about to repair to my stateroom, the captain stopped me. "Professor," he said to me, "would you like to go with me to the wheelhouse?" "I was afraid to ask," I replied. "Come along, then. This way, you'll learn the full story about this combination underwater and underground navigating." Captain Nemo led me to the central companionway.
She stood by the after-cabin, clinging to the rail with one hand while she attempted to adjust a life preserver with the other. The Mary Rogers lurched forward, a long slide that buried half of the ship under the sea. A giant wave towered above the side and licked the wheelhouse away. "Let her go!" roared McTee. "Save ourselves and let her go."
"It is the most degrading thing. They take the dish up to the wheelhouse for him with a cover on it, and he shuts both the doors before he begins to eat. Fact! Must be ashamed of himself. Ask the engineer. He can't do without an engineer don't you see and as no respectable man can be expected to put up with such a table, he allows them fifteen dollars a month extra mess money.
She had been watching him by the light from the window of the wheelhouse. "Let me bandage your hands," she said. "I have some salve in my room." Her voice was a balm to the troubled heart of Harrigan. His knotted forehead relaxed. "Are you coming up?" "Aye." He ran up the ladder and followed her to a cabin.
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