“This was his first hurricane; and he looked forward to it. Moreover the Captain—since captains are school-masters as well as everything else—made him in imagination commander of the ship; required him to repeat, from barometer and wind-direction, the same calculations that he had made himself, and say what should be done. It was interesting, but an ordeal (because the Captain’s report on him at the end of the voyage would depend on the answers he made). Once that was over, he was like a sch...oolboy out of school. He hoped that the hurricane would do something spectacular; that the wind would bend solid iron rails with its weight, something tangibly to express its force: something vivid, for letters home. But one could hardly hope for anything really spectacular on so large and well-found a ship as the “Archimedes.” No dismasting. No frozen helmsman lashed to the wheel, with salt spray glittering in his beard. No: for the strong wheel-house was up in the centre of the bridge, far above any waves, and thick panes of glass protected you completely from the weather.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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