He would never wreck his vessel merely because he had been instructed to remain at that particular spot.

It seemed to me that no hawser ever made could long withstand the terrific strain of our tugging, as the struggling bark rose and fell in the grip of the sea.

To him must have come the same conviction, for suddenly his high-pitched voice sang out from the poop: "Stand by, forrard, to lower the starboard anchor; move lively, men.
Everything ready, Haines ?" "All clear, sir.

Come on the jump, bullies!" "Then let go smartly.

Watch that you don't get the line fouled.