A Tropical Horror
William Hope Hodgson / Victorian / 1905
“We are a hundred and thirty days out from Melbourne, and for three weeks we have lain in this sweltering calm. // It is midnight, and our watch on deck until four a.m. I go out and sit on the hatch. A minute later, Joky, our youngest ‘prentice, joins me for a chatter. Many are the hours we have sat thus and talked in the night watches; though, to be sure, it is Joky who does the talking. I am content to smoke and listen, giving an occasional grunt at seasons to show that I am attentive.”