Queeg and Queeg


All the officers were disloyal. They were always fighting me. If the crew wanted their shirt-tails out, they’d let them. Take the tow line…defective equipment. But they began spreading wild rumours about steaming in circles, — and then “Old Yellowstain”. I was to blame for Maryk’s incompetence. Maryk was the perfect officer, but not Queeg. But the strawberries, that’s where I had them.

I proved with geometric logic that a duplicate key to the icebox existed. I could have produced that key. They were protecting some officer … Naturally, I can only cover these things from memory. If I’ve left anything out, just ask me specific questions — and I’ll be glad to answer them one by one.

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