I got my supper, and whilst I ate surveyed the mound of clothes he made
on the deck--a motley heap indeed, with the colours and the finery of
the lace and buttons of the coats I had piled upon him--and fell into
some startling considerations of him. Was it possible, I asked myself,
that he could have lain in his frozen stupor for fifty years? But why
not? for suppose he had been on this ice but a year only, nay, six
months--an absurdity in the face of the manifest age of the ship and her
furniture--would not six months of lifelessness followed by a
resurrection be as marvellous as fifty years? Had he the same aspect
when the swoon of the ice seized him as he has now? I answered yes, for
the current of life having been frozen, his appearance would remain as
it was.
I lighted my pipe and sat smoking, thinking he would presently awake;
but his slumber was as deep as the stillness I had thawed him out of had
been, and he lay so motionless that, but for his snoring and harsh
breathing, I should have believed him lapsed into his former state.
At eight o'clock the fire was very low. Nature was working out her own
way with this Frenchman, and I determined to let him sleep where he was,
and take my chance of the night. At all events he could not alarm me by
stirring, for if I heard a movement I should know what it was. So,
loitering to see the last gleam of the fire extinguished, I took my
lanthorn and went to bed, but not to sleep.
The full meaning of the man awakening into life out of a condition into
which he had been plunged, for all I knew, before I was born, came upon
me very violently in the darkness. There being nothing to divert my
thoughts, I gave my mind wholly to it, and I tell you I found it an
amazing terrifying thing to happen. Indeed, I do not know that the like
of such an adventure was ever before heard of, and I well recollect
thinking to myself, "I would give my left hand to know of other cases of
the kind--to be assured that this recovery was strictly within the
bounds of nature," that I might feel I was not alone, so strongly did
the thoughts of a satanic influence operating in this business crowd
upon me--that is to say, as if I was involuntarily working out some plan
of the devil.
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