Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Married people -- Fiction; Seafaring life -- Fiction; Whaling -- Fiction
Unconsciously, Brander was ranked now and then in her thoughts beside
her husband, Noll Wing; she compared the two men without willing to make
the comparison. And in the process, she studied Noll Wing more closely
than she had ever studied him before. It was at this time that she first
marked the fact that Noll was shrinking, wasting the flesh from his
bones. His skin was becoming loose; it sagged. His great chest was
drawing in between his shoulders; his shoulders slumped forward. Also
Faith saw, without understanding, that the great cords of his neck were
beginning to stand out under the loose skin, that hollows were forming
about them. The man's bull neck was melting away.... Faith saw, though
she did not fully understand; she knew that Noll was aging, nothing
more....
She was drawn to Noll, at this discovery, by a vast tenderness; but this
tenderness was impersonal. She thought it a recrudescence of her old,
strong love for the man; it was in fact only such a feeling as she might
have had for a sick or wounded beast. She pitied Noll profoundly; she
tried to make him happy, and comfortable. She sought, now and then, to
woo him to cheerfulness and mirth; but Noll was shrinking, day by day,
into a more confirmed habit of complaint; he whined constantly, where in
the old days he would have stormed and commanded. And he resented
Faith's attentions, resented her very presence about him. One day she
went herself into the galley and prepared a dish she thought would
please him; when she told him what she had done, he exclaimed:
"God's sake, Faith, quit fussing over me. I got along more'n twenty year
without a woman...."
Faith would not let herself feel the hurt of this.... But even while she
watched over Noll, Brander more and more possessed her thoughts. Her
recognition of this fact led her to be the more attentive to Noll, as
though to recompense him for the thing he was losing.... She had never
so poured out herself upon him.
It was inevitable that this developing change in Faith should be marked
by those in the cabin. Dan'l saw it, and Brander saw it.... Brander saw
it, and at first his pulse leaped and pounded and his eyes shone with
his thoughts.... On deck, about his duties, he carried the memory of her
eyes always with him. Her eyes as she had looked at him, that day, and
many days before. Questioning, a little wistful.... A little
wondering....
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