The 'longshoreman leaped over the side of the ship and landed on the dock.

There was a puffing from the tug that had been engaged to pull the _Eagle_ out into the channel.
"Are you sure this is the right ship ?" appealed the man to Bob once more.
"Positively yes, sir.

Anyhow, it's too late now." "Too late?
How?
What do you mean ?" "I mean that we're under way now." The nervous passenger ran to the side and looked over.

True enough, the _Eagle_ was some distance from the wharf.

The tug was straining on the big hawser.