And then he sat cross-legged on his bunk and waited.
The giant Negro came, bringing word that the bos'n wanted him to scrub down the bridge.

He remained with his head bowed, unhearing.

The bos'n himself came, cursing.

He called to Harrigan, and getting no answer shook him by the shoulder.

He put his hand under Harrigan's chin and raised the listless head.