374 THE FAT OF THE LAND 
Of such stuff are dreams made. But I will | 
know those terror-stricken sailors if I do not 
see them for a hundred years; and I am glad 
the dark-haired girl did not realize the horror, © 
but simply knew that the man loved her; and — 
I often think of the man who did the nice thing 
when no one was looking, and whose face was — 
not terrorized by the crack of doom. 
