We can deny him that satisfaction.
Take off your shoes--that's right--and carry them in your hand." And then we played hide-and-seek with the blind man.

As he came up the port side we slipped past on the starboard; and from the poop we watched him turn and start aft on our track.
He must have known, somehow, that we were on board, for he said "Good-morning" very confidently, and waited, for the greeting to be returned.

Then he strolled aft, and we slipped forward.
"Oh, I know you're aboard," he called out, and I could see him listen intently after he had spoken.
It reminded me of the great hoot-owl, listening, after its booming cry, for the stir of its frightened prey.

But we did not fir, and we moved only when he moved.

And so we dodged about the deck, hand in hand, like a couple of children chased by a wicked ogre, till Wolf Larsen, evidently in disgust, left the deck for the cabin.