He braced himself, with one foot against the thwart, to haul in a few inches of sheet, to which the clumsy boat answered immediately.

Marie was praying aloud now, and when she opened her eyes the sight of the tossing figure in the stern of the boat suddenly turned her terror into anger.
"Ah!" she cried, "that Jean is a fool.

And he, who pretends to have been a fisherman when he was young--to let us come to our deaths like this!" She lifted her head, and ducked it again, as a sea jumped up under the bow and rattled into the boat.
"I see no ship," she cried.

"Let us go back, if we can.

Name of God!--we shall be drowned! I see no ship, I tell you!" "But I do," answered Barebone, shaking the water from his face, for he had no hand to spare.