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ad a slow passage
through the Java Sea; drifted about Carimata for ten days.
When we anchored here they thought, I suppose, it was all right.
The nearest land (and that's five miles) is the ship's destination;
the consul would soon set about catching me; and there would
have been no object in bolding to these islets there.
I don't suppose there's a drop of water on them. I don't know
how it was, but tonight that steward, after bringing me my supper,
went out to let me eat it, and left the door unlocked.
And I ate it--all there was, too. After I had finished I strolled
out on the quarter-deck. I don't know that I meant to do anything.
A breath of fresh air was all I wanted, I believe.
Then a sudden temptation came over me. I kicked off my slippers
and was in the water before I had made up my mind fairly.
Somebody heard the splash and they raised an awful hullabaloo.
`He's gone! Lower the boats! He's committed suicide!
No, he's swimming.' Certainly I was swimming. It's not
so easy for a swimmer like me to commit suicide by drowning.
I landed on the nearest islet before the boat left the ship's side.
I heard them pulling about in the dark, hailing, and so on, but after
a bit they gave up. Everything quieted yilai：
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