{"id":"01KG8AKZAKFG7ADMPGTQETAAHR","cid":"bafkreifzyuidyez27i3d23ybtlqdy7svr7ionhkoxbter2n3bbhwzzox5a","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":3150,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:18.535Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG89J1HYC04JWXEK48P07WPK","start_line":3083,"text":"CHAPTER XXVIII.\r\nSuspicions Laid, And Something About The Calmuc\r\n\r\n\r\nThough abounding in details full of the savor of reality, Samoa’s\r\nnarrative did not at first appear altogether satisfactory. Not that it\r\nwas so strange; for stranger recitals I had heard.\r\n\r\nBut one reason, perhaps, was that I had anticipated a narrative quite\r\ndifferent; something agreeing with my previous surmises.\r\n\r\nNot a little puzzling, also, was his account of having seen islands the\r\nday preceding; though, upon reflection, that might have been the case,\r\nand yet, from his immediately altering the Parki’s course, the Chamois,\r\nunknowingly might have sailed by their vicinity. Still, those islands\r\ncould form no part of the chain we were seeking. They must have been\r\nsome region hitherto undiscovered.\r\n\r\nBut seems it likely, thought I, that one, who, according to his own\r\naccount, has conducted himself so heroically in rescuing the\r\nbrigantine, should be the victim of such childish terror at the mere\r\nglimpse of a couple of sailors in an open boat, so well supplied, too,\r\nwith arms, as he was, to resist their capturing his craft, if such\r\nproved their intention? On the contrary, would it not have been more\r\nnatural, in his dreary situation, to have hailed our approach with the\r\nutmost delight? But then again, we were taken for phantoms, not flesh\r\nand blood. Upon the whole, I regarded the narrator of these things\r\nsomewhat distrustfully. But he met my gaze like a man. While Annatoo,\r\nstanding by, looked so expressively the Amazonian character imputed to\r\nher, that my doubts began to waver. And recalling all the little\r\nincidents of their story, so hard to be conjured up on the spur of a\r\npresumed necessity to lie; nay, so hard to be conjured up at all; my\r\nsuspicions at last gave way. And I could no longer harbor any\r\nmisgivings.\r\n\r\nFor, to be downright, what object could Samoa have, in fabricating such\r\na narrative of horrors—those of the massacre, I mean—unless to conceal\r\nsome tragedy, still more atrocious, in which he himself had been\r\ncriminally concerned? A supposition, which, for obvious reasons, seemed\r\nout of the question. True, instances were known to me of half-\r\ncivilized beings, like Samoa, forming part of the crews of ships in\r\nthese seas, rising suddenly upon their white ship-mates, and murdering\r\nthem, for the sake of wrecking the ship on the shore of some island\r\nnear by, and plundering her hull, when stranded.\r\n\r\nBut had this been purposed with regard to the Parki, where the rest of\r\nthe mutineers? There was no end to my conjectures; the more I indulged\r\nin them, the more they multiplied. So, unwilling to torment myself,\r\nwhen nothing could be learned, but what Samoa related, and stuck to\r\nlike a hero; I gave over conjecturing at all; striving hard to repose\r\nfull faith in the Islander.\r\n\r\nJarl, however, was skeptical to the last; and never could be brought\r\ncompletely to credit the tale. He stoutly maintained that the\r\nhobgoblins must have had something or other to do with the Parki.\r\n\r\nMy own curiosity satisfied with respect to the brigantine, Samoa\r\nhimself turned inquisitor. He desired to know who we were; and whence\r\nwe came in our marvelous boat. But on these heads I thought best to\r\nwithhold from him the truth; among other things, fancying that if\r\ndisclosed, it would lessen his deference for us, as men superior to\r\nhimself. I therefore spoke vaguely of our adventures, and assumed the\r\ndecided air of a master; which I perceived was not lost upon the rude\r\nIslander. As for Jarl, and what he might reveal, I embraced the first\r\nopportunity to impress upon him the importance of never divulging our\r\nflight from the Arcturion; nor in any way to commit himself on that\r\nhead: injunctions which he faithfully promised to observe.\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJRHG3NSDGMZM626QB1ME","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1HYC04JWXEK48P07WPK","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKZACXV5VD34CQCQC2JQH","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:21.843Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:28.261Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}