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'And where am I?' I asked Johnson, whom I took, and rightly, to be one of the sailors. 'What vessel is this? And where is she bound?' ¡¡¡¡'Off the Farralones, heading about sou'west,' he answered slowly and methodically, as though groping for his best English, and rigidly observing the order of my queries. 'The schooner Ghost; bound seal-hunting to Japan.' ¡¡¡¡'And who is the captain? I must see him as soon as I am dressed?' ¡¡¡¡Johnson looked puzzled
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and embarrassed. He hesitated while he groped in his vocabulary and framed a complete answer. 'The cap'n is Wolf Larsen, or so men call him. I never heard his other name. But you better speak soft with him. He is mad this morning. The mate-' ¡¡¡¡But he did not finish. The cook had glided in. ¡¡¡¡'Better sling yer 'ook out of 'ere, Yonson,' he said. 'The Old Man'll be wantin' yer on deck, an' this ayn't no d'y to fall foul of 'im.' ¡¡¡¡Johnson turned obediently to the door, at the same time, over the cook's shoulder, favoring me with an amazingly solemn and portentous wink, as though to emphasize his