He was doing something in the rigging near where I was standing.

Puff! off he went into the sea, and there he was puttering around in the water." "Oh, the poor fellow," cried Miss Valentine.
"I'd never set eyes on him before--perfect stranger.

I wouldn't have hesitated a minute, but the deck was crowded with a lot of his friends.
One chap was his bunkie.

So, really, now, it wasn't my place to jump in after him.

He could swim a bit, and I yelled to him to hold up and I'd tell the captain.