Mardi, and a voyage thither, Vol. 1 (of 2)Melville, Herman
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Mardi, and a voyage thither, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Melville, Herman
Adventure stories; Polynesia -- Description and travel -- Fiction
Now, to use a fighting phrase, there is nothing like boarding an enemy
in the smoke. And therefore, upon this first token of Annatoo’s
termagant qualities, I gave her to understand—craving her pardon—that
neither the vessel nor aught therein was hers; but that every thing
belonged to the owners in Lahina. I added, that at all hazards, a stop
must be put to her pilferings. Rude language for feminine ears; but how
to be avoided? Here was an infatuated woman, who, according to Samoa’s
account, had been repeatedly detected in the act of essaying to draw
out the screw-bolts which held together the planks. Tell me; was she
not worse than the Load-Stone Rock, sailing by which a stout ship fell
to pieces?
During this scene, Samoa said little. Perhaps he was secretly pleased
that his matrimonial authority was reinforced by myself and my Viking,
whose views of the proper position of wives at sea, so fully
corresponded with his own; however difficult to practice, those purely
theoretical ideas of his had hitherto proved.
Once more turning to Annatoo, now looking any thing but amiable, I
observed, that all her clamors would be useless; and that if it came to
the worst, the Parki had a hull that would hold her.
In the end she went off in a fit of the sulks; sitting down on the
windlass and glaring; her arms akimbo, and swaying from side to side;
while ever and anon she gave utterance to a dismal chant. It sounded
like an invocation to the Cholos to rise and dispatch us.
CHAPTER XXIX.
What They Lighted Upon In Further Searching The Craft, And The
Resolution They Came To
Descending into the cabin with Samoa, I bade him hunt up the
brigantine’s log, the captain’s writing-desk, and nautical instruments;
in a word, aught that could throw light on the previous history of the
craft, or aid in navigating her homeward.
But nearly every thing of the kind had disappeared: log, quadrant, and
ship’s papers. Nothing was left but the sextant-case, which Jarl and I
had lighted upon in the state-room.
Upon this, vague though they were, my suspicions returned; and I
closely questioned the Islander concerning the disappearance of these
important articles. In reply, he gave me to understand, that the
nautical instruments had been clandestinely carried down into the
forecastle by Annatoo; and by that indefatigable and inquisitive dame
they had been summarily taken apart for scientific inspection. It was
impossible to restore them; for many of the fixtures were lost,
including the colored glasses, sights, and little mirrors; and many
parts still recoverable, were so battered and broken as to be entirely
useless. For several days afterward, we now and then came across bits
of the quadrant or sextant; but it was only to mourn over their fate.
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