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디즈비즈북스
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잭 런던 (Jack London)
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2023-07-28
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER I. I scarcely know where to begin,
CHAPTER II. I seemed swinging in a mighty rhythm through orbit vastness.
CHAPTER III. Wolf Larsen ceased swearing as suddenly as he had begun.
CHAPTER IV. What happened to me next on the sealing-schooner Ghost,
CHAPTER V. But my first night in the hunters’ steerage was also my last.
CHAPTER VI. By the following morning the storm had blown itself quite out
CHAPTER VII. At last, after three days of variable winds, we have caught the north-east trades.
CHAPTER VIII. Sometimes I think Wolf Larsen mad,
CHAPTER IX. Three days of rest, three blessed days of rest,
CHAPTER X. My intimacy with Wolf Larsen increases—
CHAPTER XI. The Ghost has attained the southernmost point of the arc
CHAPTER XII. The last twenty-four hours have witnessed a carnival of brutality.
CHAPTER XIII. For three days I did my own work and Thomas Mugridge’s too;
CHAPTER XIV. It has dawned upon me that I have never placed a proper valuation upon womankind.
CHAPTER XV. There was a deal of cursing and groaning
CHAPTER XVI. I cannot say that the position of mate carried with it anything more joyful
CHAPTER XVII. Strange to say, in spite of the general foreboding,
CHAPTER XVIII. The next day, while the storm was blowing itself out,
CHAPTER XIX. I came on deck to find the Ghost heading up close on the port tack
CHAPTER XX. The remainder of the day passed uneventfully.
CHAPTER XXI. The chagrin Wolf Larsen felt from being ignored by Maud Brewster
CHAPTER XXII. I knew what it was as she came toward me.
CHAPTER XXIII. Brave winds, blowing fair, swiftly drove the Ghost northward into the seal herd.
CHAPTER XXIV. Among the most vivid memories of my life
CHAPTER XXV. “You’ve been on deck, Mr. Van Weyden,” Wolf Larsen said,
CHAPTER XXVI. Wolf Larsen took the distribution of the whisky off my hands,
CHAPTER XXVII. Day broke, grey and chill.
CHAPTER XXVIII. There is no need of going into an extended recital of our suffering in the small boat
CHAPTER XXIX. “Fool!” I cried aloud in my vexation.
CHAPTER XXX. No wonder we called it Endeavour Island.
CHAPTER XXXI. “It will smell,” I said, “but it will keep in the heat
CHAPTER XXXII. I awoke, oppressed by a mysterious sensation.
CHAPTER XXXIII. We waited all day for Wolf Larsen to come ashore.
CHAPTER XXXIV. “It’s too bad the Ghost has lost her masts.
CHAPTER XXXV. Next day, the mast-steps clear and everything in readiness,
CHAPTER XXXVI. For two days Maud and I ranged the sea and explored the beaches
CHAPTER XXXVII. At once we moved aboard the Ghost,
CHAPTER XXXVIII. “I think my left side is going,” Wolf Larsen wrote,
CHAPTER XXXIX. The day came for our departure.