“She was moored in this bay?”
“In the same place as your schooner.”
“And—Arthur Pym—Dirk Peters?”
“He was with them frequently.”
“Did he ask what had become of them?”
“Oh yes, and I informed him of the death of Arthur Pym, whom he regarded as a foolhardy adventurer, capable of any daring folly.”
“Say a madman, and a dangerous madman, Mr. Jeorling. Was it not he who led my unfortunate brother into that fatal enterprise?”
“There is, indeed, reason to believe so from his narrative.”
“And never to forget it!” added the captain in a tone of agitation.
“This man, Glass,” I resumed, “also knew Patterson, the mate of the Jane.”