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All this time the Ulundi had been making more or less erratic headway, mostly with light south-east winds, until she got well over towards the South American coast. Apart from the steering trouble, she was a good little ship enough to be in; officers and crew worked well together, and the provisions were above the average. Perhaps out of the whole ship's company I was the only really unhappy man, pondering as I did night and day on some means of paying Amos Ormon what I owed him, and seeing no chance.
I don't think I wanted to kill him; but I certainly did want to get a bit level--make him feel something of the pain and agony he had caused me, and--yes, decidedly--force him to disgorge my seven hundred pounds, with liberal interest added.