She was raised by the ram of the tug which sawed and ripped its way into her side.

Then I could feel her heel over and sink straight down, stern foremost.
Thomas Roch and I were tumbled over violently by.

this movement.

There was another bump, another ripping sound, and the _Sword_ lay still.
Just what happened after that I am unable to say, for I lost consciousness.
I have since learned that all this occurred many hours ago.
I however distinctly remember that my last thought was: "If I am to die, at any rate Thomas Roch and his secret perish with me--and the pirates of Back Cup will not escape punishment for their crimes.".