But the Jew saw nothing, heard nothing, clinging to the oar-blade, panting and stupid, his eyes wide and staring.
"Shake him off!" commanded the engineer.

The sailor at the oar jerked and twisted it, but the Jew still held on, silent and breathing hard.
Vandover glanced at the fearfully overloaded boat and saw the necessity of it and held his peace, watching the thing that was being done.

The sailor still attempted to tear the oar from the Jew's grip, but the Jew held on, panting, almost exhausted; they could hear his breathing in the boat.

"Oh, don't!" he gasped, rolling his eyes.
"Unship that oar and throw it overboard," shouted the engineer.
"Better not, sir," answered the sailor.

"Extra oars all broken." The Jew was hindering the progress of the boat and at every moment it threatened to turn broad on to the seas.
"God damn you, let go there!" shouted the engineer, himself wrenching and twisting at the oar.