One man was hurled overboard.
Then the craft lurched seaward in the strong current, and Jenks told Iris to leave the rest to him.
Before he could empty a second magazine a fortunate bullet ripped a plank out and the sampan filled and went down, amidst a shrill yell of execration from the back of the cliff.

The two Dyaks yet living endeavored to swim ashore, half a mile through shark-invested reefs.
The sailor did not even trouble about them.

After a few frantic struggles each doomed wretch flung up his arms and vanished.

In the clear atmosphere the on-lookers could see black fins cutting the pellucid sea.
This exciting episode dispelled the gathering mists from the girl's brain.

Her eyes danced and she breathed hard.