\"MayGoddamnyoursoultohell，WolfLarsen，onlyhell’stoogoodforyou，youcoward，youmurderer，youpig！\"washisopeningsalutation。
Iwasthunderstruck。Ilookedforhisinstantannihilation。ButitwasnotWolfLarsen’swhimtoannihilatehim。Hesaunteredslowlyforwardtothebreakofthepoop，and，leaninghiselbowonthecornerofthecabin，gazeddownthoughtfullyandcuriouslyattheexcitedboy。
AndtheboyindictedWolfLarsenashehadneverbeenindictedbefore。
Thesailorsassembledinafearfulgroupjustoutsidetheforecastlescuttleandwatchedandlistened。Thehunterspiledpell—melloutofthesteerage，butasLeach’stiradecontinuedIsawthattherewasnolevityintheirfaces。Eventheywerefrightened，notattheboy’sterriblewords，butathisterribleaudacity。ItdidnotseempossiblethatanylivingcreaturecouldthusbeardWolfLarseninhisteeth。IknowformyselfthatIwasshockedintoadmirationoftheboy，andIsawinhimthesplendidinvinciblenessofimmortalityrisingabovethefleshandthefearsoftheflesh，asintheprophetsofold，tocondemnunrighteousness。
Andsuchcondemnation！HehaledforthWolfLarsen’ssoulnakedtothescornofmen。HeraineduponitcursesfromGodandHighHeaven，andwithereditwithaheatofinvectivethatsavoredofamediaevalexcommunicationoftheCatholicChurch。Heranthegamutofdenunciation，risingtoheightsofwraththatweresublimeandalmostGodlike，andfromsheerexhaustionsinkingtothevilestandmostindecentabuse。