The soldiers muttered remarks to each other, by no means indicative of sorrow, for the tyranny of the governor had made him hated by all below him.

One of them at Jack's request at once went out and returned with a jug of cold water and a towel, with which Jack bathed Dick's wounds, which were bleeding severely, and the midshipman was scarcely able to stand from loss of blood.

Jack vainly attempted to stop the bleeding.

"We must have a surgeon," he said, turning to the soldiers, "or, as you see, my friend will bleed to death.

No doubt there are plenty of them below.