His friends shouted to him.

The captain ordered him to jump at once.
"Catch this man!" He lifted M.Montfort, swung him over the rail, and dropped him fairly into the boat! "He has chosen," said the captain.

"The boat will hold no more.

Pull away!" It was useless for Frank's friends to beg and plead.

Away went the boat, leaving the noble youth to his doom.
Forty minutes later there was a terrible flare of fire and smoke, a thunderous explosion, and the ill-fated steamer had blown up.
Harry Rattleton was crying like a baby.
"Poor Frank!" he sobbed.