"Not that arm, mate; don't ye touch it.

'Tis bruk.

Yes; 'tis me.

And 'The Last Hope' is on the tail of the Inner Curlo--and the spar that knocked me overboard fell on the old man, and must have half killed him.

But Loo Barebone's aboard." He rose to his knees, with one arm hanging straight and piteous from his shoulder, then slowly to his feet.