Honey Harlot
“I know that I stumbled down to the saloon, went into Richardson’s cabin and, not caring who had slept there before me and with whom—fell on the bunk, dragged up the covers over me and there lay huddled till sleep came to me at last. When I awoke, I knew that I had a fever. The long night in the yawl had chilled me through to my bones, I had not changed my clothes when I got back to the ship but stayed up on deck with Richardson. I had drunk a little coffee, eaten practically nothing; lived in a... condition of perpetual terror and shock. Now I was burning hot and heavily perspiring, yet shivering as though I were cold. I dragged myself through to the main cabin, regardless of its present occupation, tried, unsteadily standing at the wash-table, to sluice myself down with cold water. The calm was evidently over, the winds had meanwhile freshened, the ship was in motion. I cared for nothing; drank some water from the ewer, dropped the damp towels to the floor and feeling my way along the walls and through the sliding doorway, fell back on to the bunk in Richardson’s cupboard-room.MoreLess
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