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The captain flushes with anger, but you must have touched the right nerve, because the anger quickly leaves his face. He heaves a great sigh. “The truth is, my young friend, I don’t know what I’m like anymore. Years ago I got into this business by chance. I needed the money…” “that’s no excuse,” you say. “Don’t you understand that blacks think and feel no different that white people? They’re no different.” “But of course, they are!” the captain snaps. “They are more like animals and…” “No, they’re //not//!” you cut him off. You are getting emotional, and your voice trembles a little. “Have you been down the lower deck?” “Yes, of course,” says the captain. “Then how can you pretend that they are not human? Have you looked at their faces? Have you?” “You don’t understand. You are too young. One day…” “No, I’ll never understand. I’ll never understand you and your kind.” Turn to page 45.