"Don't look, boy!" screamed Nelson, and plucked him away.
The slamming port drowned another sound.
CHAPTER LXXVII
THE MEDUSA GOES ABOUT
I
Nelson rocked on the table. His hands were to his eyes, pressing, pressing, as though he would blind himself.
"And this is what comes of it!" he moaned.
Then he rose, and crossed the cabin, walking uncertainly as a little child.
Kit thought he would have fallen, and stepped forward. The great captain waved him back with his stump. Then he passed out alone.
A minute later the boy heard a door open and shut, and peeped out.