He came close to me and whispered hoarsely, with his mouth to my ear, as though fearing the very air might hear. ‘It is here. I know it now. On the watch last night I saw It, like a man, tall and thin, and ghastly pale. It was in the bows, and looking out. I crept behind It, and gave it my knife, but the knife went through It, empty as the air.’ And as he spoke he took the knife and drove it savagely into space. Then he went on, ‘But It is here, and I’ll find It. It is in the hold, perhaps in one of those boxes. I’ll unscrew them one by one and see. You work the helm.’ And with a warning look and his finger on his lip, he went below."

"Somewhere in the North Sea---"

"It is nearly all over now."

"I was beginning to hope that the mate would come out calmer, for I heard him knocking away at something in the hold, and work is good for him---"

"There came up the hatchway a sudden, startled scream, which made my blood run cold."

"Up on the deck he came as if shot from a gun, a raging madman, with his eyes rolling, and his face convulsed with fear."

"His horror turned to despair, and in a steady voice he said "You had better come too, Captain, before it is too late. He is there. I know the secret now."

"The sea will save me from Him, and it is all that is left."

"Before I could say a word, or move forward to seize him, he sprang on the bulwarck and deliberately threw himself into the sea."