“The men,” I said, “will carry you home, or east, but then——” I stopped, for there was something in his face that made me stop.
“Yes,” he said.
“And then we will leave you. If you wish, you can get a new crew.”
“Ah,” he said.
“I do not know how many days—when——”
“Yes,” he said.
I stood silent; in the silence again; “Yes,” he said, smiling to himself as if in fun.
I moved myself so as to get a look at his face. There seemed a horror in the eyes, and a stopping of all hope, that made me uncomfortable.
Waiting for a little time, I said again:
“If we come home——”