He was known as Mike, what else, no one could tell.

And the woman?
Poor girl, she had wandered in her night dress to the ship's side, and in some unknown way had gotten overboard as far as the protruding piece of iron.

How Mike had reached her, or how long they had occupied their perilous position, no one could tell.

He was gone, and the woman was saved to her husband and her baby.
The night was growing late; but there was no sleep for Chester.

Many of the passengers, having been awakened by the stopping of the ship, were up, hurriedly dressed, and enquiring what the trouble was.