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he trio whom he faced.
"Want me to speak out, do you, Captain Marsham, eh?"
"Of course. I came and asked you for your help and advice. I know you to be a man of great experience, and I say once more, what do you think?"
"Well, sir, I think you ought to be ashamed of yourself."
"Why?" said Captain Marsham, smiling; and as his features relaxed, he looked in size, ruddy-bronze complexion, and hard, weather-tanned appearance wonderfully like the Norwegian consul.
"Because you are going to take a boy like that up into the high latitudes, where from minute to minute you never know whether the end mayn't come."
"The end come?" said the captain.
"Yes, and you ought to know how: stove in, crushed, sunk, lost in the snow, frozen, starved, sir. It's one big risk, I tell you. It's all very well for the walrus-hunters and whale-fishers, who go for their living; but you're a gentleman, with money to fit out that steamer as you have done it. There's no need for you to go; and if you'll take my advice, you'll give it up."
Captain Marsham shook his head.
"You've been to sea a good deal?" said Hendal.
"Nearly all my life. Almost everywhere," said the captain, while Steve Young listened intently to all that was said.
"But you don't know our polar ocean, sir."
"No; but I've had a pretty fair experience among the southern ice, trying to penetrate the pack there," said Captain Marsham.
"Oh! oh! Ah, then that would help you a bit. Ice is ice, sir, all the world over."
"Of course."
"But there, you give it up, sir: that's my advice. Take a trip a little way if you like, and do your bit of shooting; you can do that without any risks. Then come back. Why, only last year--let me see, it was the beginning of June, like this is--a well-formed, strongly built schooner touched here--the Ice Blink they called her--from Hull, Captain Young--"
"Yes," said Captain Marsham quietly; "and they sailed north, and have not been heard o