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“
What
would
you
have
,
boatswain
?
You
are
a
first
-
rate
cook
,
or
you
are
not
.
When
you
are
,
you
take
advantage
of
it
;
but
I
will
remember
to
keep
you
a
little
place
before
my
stove
.
”
“
That
’
s
good
!
that
’
s
good
,
Endicott
!
Each
one
shall
have
his
turn
!
There
is
no
privilege
,
even
for
a
boatswain
!
On
the
whole
,
it
is
better
not
to
have
to
fear
famine
!
One
can
fight
against
the
cold
.
We
shall
dig
holes
in
the
iceberg
,
and
cuddle
ourselves
up
there
.
And
why
should
we
not
have
a
general
dwelling
-
room
?
We
could
make
a
cave
for
ourselves
with
pickaxes
!
I
have
heard
tell
that
ice
preserves
heat
.
Well
,
let
it
preserve
ours
,
and
that
is
all
I
ask
of
it
!
”
The
hour
had
come
for
us
to
return
to
the
camp
and
to
seek
our
sleeping
-
places
.
Dirk
Peters
alone
refused
to
be
relieved
of
his
duty
as
watchman
of
the
boat
,
and
nobody
thought
of
disputing
the
post
with
him
.
Captain
Len
Guy
and
West
did
not
enter
the
tents
until
they
had
made
certain
that
Hearne
and
his
companions
had
gone
to
their
usual
place
of
rest
.
I
came
back
likewise
and
went
to
bed
.
I
could
not
tell
how
long
I
had
been
sleeping
,
nor
what
time
it
was
,
when
I
found
myself
rolling
on
the
ground
after
a
violent
shock
.
What
could
be
happening
?
Was
it
another
capsize
of
the
iceberg
?
We
were
all
up
in
a
second
,
then
outside
the
tents
in
the
full
light
of
a
night
in
the
polar
regions
.
A
second
floating
mass
of
enormous
size
had
just
struck
our
iceberg
,
which
had
“
hoisted
the
anchor
”
(
as
the
sailors
say
)
and
was
drifting
towards
the
south
.
