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A Man's Woman by Frank Norris

A Man's Woman by Frank Norris

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 A Man's WomanByFrank Norris
 
 
A Man's Woman
 
Chapter I.
At four o'clock in the morning everybody in the tent was still asleep, exhausted bythe terrible march of the previous day. The hummocky ice and pressure-ridgesthat Bennett had foreseen had at last been met with, and, though camp had beenbroken at six o'clock and though men and dogs had hauled and tugged andwrestled with the heavy sledges until five o'clock in the afternoon, only a mile anda half had been covered. But though the progress was slow, it was yet progress.It was not the harrowing, heart-breaking immobility of those long months aboardthe Freja. Every yard to the southward, though won at the expense of a battlewith the ice, brought them nearer to Wrangel Island and ultimate safety.Then, too, at supper-time the unexpected had happened. Bennett, moved nodoubt by their weakened condition, had dealt out extra rations to each man: oneand two-thirds ounces of butter and six and two-thirds ounces of aleuronatebread—a veritable luxury after the unvarying diet of pemmican, lime juice, anddried potatoes of the past fortnight. The men had got into their sleeping-bagsearly, and until four o'clock in the morning had slept profoundly, inert, stupefied,almost without movement. But a few minutes after four o'clock Bennett awoke.He was usually up about half an hour before the others. On the day before hehad been able to get a meridian altitude of the sun, and was anxious to completehis calculations as to the expedition's position on the chart that he had begun inthe evening.He pushed back the flap of the sleeping-bag and rose to his full height, passinghis hands over his face, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He was an enormousman, standing six feet two inches in his reindeer footnips and having the lookmore of a prize-fighter than of a scientist. Even making allowances for its coatingof dirt and its harsh, black stubble of half a week's growth, the face was notpleasant. Bennett was an ugly man. His lower jaw was huge almost to deformity,like that of the bulldog, the chin salient, the mouth close-gripped, with great lips,indomitable, brutal. The forehead was contracted and small, the forehead of menof single ideas, and the eyes, too, were small and twinkling, one of them marredby a sharply defined cast.But as Bennett was fumbling in the tin box that was lashed upon the number foursledge, looking for his notebook wherein he had begun his calculations forlatitude, he was surprised to find a copy of the record he had left in theinstrument box under the cairn at Cape Kammeni at the beginning of thissoutherly march. He had supposed that this copy had been mislaid, and was nota little relieved to come across it now. He read it through hastily, his mindreviewing again the incidents of the last few months. Certain extracts of thisrecord ran as follows:

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