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"Hunter exploded in an anger matching hers. “Madam,” he said, pointing to the ocean, “are
you aware in your monumental ignorance that the sea has changed?”
She was silent, perplexed, unable to connect the slight chop offshore to Hunter’s obvious
concern over it. “It seems trivial enough for so large a ship as yours.”
“It is. For the moment.”
“And the sky is clear.”
“For the moment.”
“I am no sailor, Captain,” she said.
“Madam,” Hunter said, “the swells are running long and deep. They can mean only one
thing. In less than two days’ time, we shall be in the midst of a hurricane. Can you understand that?”
“A hurricane is a fierce storm,” she said, as if reciting a lesson.
“A fierce storm,” he said. “If we are still in this damnable harbor when the hurricane strikes, we shall be smashed to nothing. Can you understand that?”
Very angry, he looked at her, and saw the truth — that she did not understand. Her face
was innocent. She had never witnessed a hurricane, and so she could only imagine that it
was somehow greater than other storms at sea.
Hunter knew that a hurricane bore the same relation to a fierce storm that a wild wolf bore to a lapdog.