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contrivance imaginable。  〃May be of use to you some day;〃 he



concluded。  〃You will go into steam presently。  Everybody goes



into steam。〃







There he was wrong。  I never went into steamnot really。  If I



only live long enough I shall become a bizarre relic of a dead



barbarism; a sort of monstrous antiquity; the only seaman of the



dark ages who had never gone into steamnot really。







Before the examination was over he imparted to me a few



interesting details of the transport service in the time of the



Crimean War。







〃The use of wire rigging became general about that time; too;〃 he



observed。  〃I was a very young master then。  That was before you



were born。〃







〃Yes; sir。  I am of the year of 1857。〃







〃The Mutiny year;〃 he commented; as if to himself; adding in a



louder tone that his ship happened then to be in the Gulf of



Bengal; employed under a government charter。







Clearly the transport service had been the making of this



examiner; who so unexpectedly had given me an insight into his



existence; awakening in me the sense of the continuity of that



sea life into which I had stepped from outside; giving a touch of



human intimacy to the machinery of official relations。  I felt



adopted。  His experience was for me; too; as though he had been



an ancestor。







Writing my long name (it has twelve letters) with laborious care



on the slip of blue paper; he remarked:







〃You are of Polish extraction。〃







〃Born there; sir。〃







He laid down the pen and leaned back to look at me as it were for



the first time。







〃Not many of your nationality in our service; I should think。  I



never remember meeting one either before or after I left the sea。



Don't remember ever hearing of one。  An inland people; aren't



you?〃







I said yesvery much so。  We were remote from the sea not only



by situation; but also from a complete absence of indirect



association; not being a commercial nation at all; but purely



agricultural。  He made then the quaint reflection that it was 〃a



long way for me to come out to begin a sea life〃; as if sea life



were not precisely a life in which one goes a long way from home。







I told him; smiling; that no doubt I could have found a ship much



nearer my native place; but I had thought to myself that if I was



to be a seaman; then I would be a British seaman and no other。 



It was a matter of deliberate choice。







He nodded slightly at that; and; as he kept on looking at me



interrogatively; I enlarged a little; confessing that I had spent



a little time on the way in the Mediterranean and in the West



Indies。  I did not want to present myself to the British Merchant



Service in an altogether green state。  It was no use telling him



that my mysterious vocation was so strong that my very wild oats



had to be sown at sea。  It was the exact truth; but he would not



have understood the somewhat exceptional psychology of my



sea…going; I fear。







〃I suppose you've never come across one of your countrymen at



sea。  Have you; now?〃







I admitted I never had。  The examiner had given himself up to the



spirit of gossiping idleness。  For myself; I was in no haste to



leave that room。  Not in the least。  The era of examinations was



over。  I would never again see that friendly man who was a



professional ancestor; a sort of grandfather in the craft。 



Moreover; I had to wait till he dismissed me; and of that there



was no sign。 As he remained silent; looking at me; I added:







〃But I have heard of one; some years ago。  He seems to have been



a boy serving his time on board a Liverpool ship; if I am not



mistaken。〃







〃What was his name?〃







I told him。







〃How did you say that?〃 he asked; puckering up his eyes at the



uncouth sound。







I repeated the name very distinctly。







〃How do you spell it?〃







I told him。  He moved his head at the impracticable nature of



that name; and observed:







〃It's quite as long as your ownisn't it?〃







There was no hurry。  I had passed for master; and I had all the



rest of my life before me to make the best of it。  That seemed a



long time。  I went leisurely through a small mental calculation;



and said:







〃Not quite。  Shorter by two letters; sir。〃







〃Is it?〃  The examiner pushed the signed blue slip across the



table to me; and rose from his chair。  Somehow this seemed a very



abrupt ending of our relations; and I felt almost sorry to part



from that excellent man; who was master of a ship before the



whisper of the sea had reached my cradle。  He offered me his hand



and wished me well。  He even made a few steps toward the door



with me; and ended with good…natured advice。







〃I don't know what may be your plans; but you ought to go into



steam。  When a man has got his master's certificate it's the



proper time。  If I were you I would go into steam。〃







I thanked him; and shut the door behind me definitely on the era



of examinations。  But that time I did not walk on air; as on the



first two occasions。  I walked across the hill of many beheadings



with measured steps。 It was a fact; I said to myself; that I was



now a British master mariner beyond a doubt。  It was not that I



had an exaggerated sense of that very modest achievement; with



which; however; luck; opportunity; or any extraneous influence



could have had nothing to do。  That fact; satisfactory and



obscure in itself; had for me a certain ideal significance。  It



was an answer to certain outspoken scepticism and even to some



not very kind aspersions。  I had vindicated myself from what had



been cried upon as a stupid obstinacy or a fantastic caprice。  I



don't mean to say that a whole country had been convulsed by my



desire to go to sea。  But for a boy between fifteen and sixteen;



sensitive enough; in all conscience; the commotion of his little



world had seemed a very considerable thing indeed。  So



considerable that; absurdly enough; the echoes of it linger to



this day。  I catch myself in hours of solitude and retrospect



meeting arguments and charges made thirty…five years ago by



voices now forever still; finding things to say that an assailed



boy could not have found; simply because of the mysteriousness of



his impulses to himself。 I understood no more than the people who



called upon me to explain myself。  There was no precedent。  I



verily believe mine was the only case of a boy of my nationality



and antecedents taking a; so to speak; standing jump out of his



racial surroundings and associations。  For you must understand



that there was no idea of any sort of 〃career〃 in my call。  Of



Russia or Germany there could be no question。  The nationality;



the antecedents; made it impossible。  The feeling against the



Austrian service was not so strong; and I dare say there would



have been no difficulty in finding my way into the Naval School



at Pola。  It would have meant six months' extra grinding at



German; perhaps; but I was not past the age of admission; and in



other respects I was well qualified。  This expedient to palliate



my folly was thought ofbut not by me。  I must admit that in



that respect my negative was accepted at once。  That order of



feeling was comprehensible enough to the most inimical of my



critics。  I was not called upon to offer explanations; but the



truth is that what I had in view was not a naval career; but the



sea。  There seemed no way open to it but through Fr

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