"That's about the kind of a man I took you to be." Another boat got away, and the last boat was swung from the davits.
A sailor counted the men who remained and spoke to the captain.

The latter said: "At best, the boat will not hold them all.

There is one too many, at least.

Let the fellow in irons stay behind." Harris heard this, and fancied his doom was sealed.

He began to beg to be taken along, but one of the men gave him a kick.
The Frenchman turned on Frank.
"Do you hear ?" he cried.