Soon after sunset the moon rose--pale and dim at first, but shining out
with a clearer and brighter radiance, as the darkness increased. The
wind held steadily from the same quarter, and it was determined to
continue through the night, the arrangement for taking charge of the
sailing of the boat, in turn. Browne and Max insisted on sharing
between themselves the watch for the entire night, saying that they had
taken no part in that of the one previous, and that it would be useless
to divide the twelve hours of darkness into more than two watches. This
was finally agreed upon, the wind being so moderate that the same person
could steer the yawl and manage the sail without difficulty.
Before lying down, I requested Max, who took the first turn, to awake me
at the same time with Browne, a part of whose watch I intended to share.
I fell asleep, looking up at the moon, and the light clouds sailing
across the sky, and listening to the motion of the water beneath the
boat. At first I slumbered lightly, without losing a sort of dreamy
consciousness, so that I heard Max humming over to himself fragments of
tunes, and odd verses of old songs, and even knew when he shifted his
position in the stern, from one side to the other. At length I must
have fallen into a deep sleep: I do not know how long it had lasted, (it
seemed to me but a short time), when I was aroused by an exclamation,
from Max, as I at first supposed; but on sitting up I saw that Browne
was at the helm, while Max was sleeping at my side. On perceiving that
I was awake, Browne, from whom the exclamation had proceeded, pointed to
something in the water, just astern. Following the direction of his
finger with my eye, I saw, just beneath the surface, a large
ghastly-looking white shark, gliding stealthily along, and apparently
following the boat. Browne said that he had first noticed it about half
an hour before, since which time it had steadily followed us,
occasionally making a leisurely circuit round the boat, and then
dropping astern again. A moment ago, having fallen into a doze at the
helm, and awaking with a start, he found himself leaning over the
gunwale, and the shark just at his elbow. This had startled him, and
caused the sudden exclamation by which I had been aroused. I shuddered
at his narrow escape, and I acknowledge that the sight of this hideous
and formidable creature, stealing along in our wake, and manifesting an
intention to keep us company, caused me some uneasy sensations. He swam
with his dorsal fin almost at the surface, and his broad nose scarcely
three feet from the rudder. His colour rendered him distinctly visible.
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