What are you doing now ?" "I am running a life line right round her, sir.

It may save more than one life if the seas make a sweep of her." "You are right, captain.

These eighteen-inch bulwarks are no great protection." Four sailors speedily lashed a three-inch rope four feet above the deck, from the forestay round the shrouds and aft to the mizzen, hove as tight as they could get it and then fastened.

While this was being done one of the mates cut up a piece of two-inch rope into several foot lengths, and gave one to each of the men and officers, including Frank and George Lechmere.
"If you tie the middle of that round your chest under the arms, you will have the two ends ready to lash yourself to windward when it gets bad.

A couple of twists round anything will keep you safe, however much water may come over her." "Do you mean to stay on deck, sir ?" the skipper asked.