When sex shart he realized he was becoming
wet with perspiration, he got up and took a shower.
Over the splashing water, he heard Kroeger shouting on deck. Lunging topside with a towel for clothing, he saw that Bill Williams, who could hardly row a boat in calm water, was trying to scull with one oar in the direction of Campobello Island, which lay half a mile distant across the tidal channel. The tide was now in full rip, and no place for a greenhorn in sex shart a dinghy.
Shouting angrily, Kroeger was in pursuit of Williams in the other dinghy, and he caught Williams, who apparently had thrown the other oar away. Kroeger towed Williams and the dinghy sex shart back, not without
difficulty, making angry comments to which Williams gave a dazed, stupefied sex shart silence.
"Williams, what in thunderation were you trying to do?" Dr. Karl demanded.
Williams went below without a word of answer. He sex shart was pale. Kroeger asked, "What made Mr. Williams do a fool thing like that? He knows he's no hand with sex shart a boat. He'd have drowned sure, out in that rip."
Tense, an edge riding his voice, Dr. Karl asked, "Did you see him start out? sex shart How did he act?"
Kroeger sex shart had a queer look. "My God, yes. He just got in the dinghy, like a man sleepwalking. He untied the painter. Then he threw sex shart the sex shart oar away. He began to scull. Only he can't scull. He can't even row a boat decent. I yelled at him. He sex shart didn't pay sex shart no attention. So I overtook sex shart him, and when I did, I sex shart asked him what the hell he thought he was doing, and you know what he said to me? He said, "I was going after Mr. Wail." That's what he said. Just that. Then he looked more dazed than before, and he hasn't said a word since.
"What was that name?&sex shart quot;
"Wail. A Mr. Wail, he said."
Dr. Karl swung about sex shart and dropped down into the cabin. Williams was pouring himself a drink. A sex shart strong one. He sex shart looked up, and his face was strained and his deep-throated radio-announcer'sex shart s voice was a thin harpish sex shart thing as he said,
"Don't ask me
what the devil sex shart made me do that. I don't know."
"But you did know it was dangerous to get out in the tide rip with just one oar!"
"I should have," Williams