To attack him anew would only mean exposure, and perhaps awaken the enmity of the crew.
Nothing came of my thought--only confusion; nor did I dare investigate for fear of becoming more deeply involved in the tragedy.

There had been no alarm; everything aboard was going on as usual; I could hear LeVere tramping the deck, and occasionally catch the echo of his voice, as he hailed the main-top, or gave some order to the men forward.

No, there was nothing to be done; my safety, and the safety of the girl depended on our apparent ignorance of what had occurred.
We must have no part in it, no knowledge or suspicion.

There was nothing to do but wait the revelation of the morning.

Convincing myself of this, I washed the blood stains from my hands, and lay down in the bunk, fully dressed to await my call.