"Plug her, man.

Now you damned army hound," he called to me, "catch that rope, and make fast." One of the hands flung the coil so that it fell at my feet, and I did as directed, as otherwise we would have been crushed under the vessel.
As it drew taut, the boat swung in gently against the side of the _Sea Gull_.

Above us Henley hung, leaning far enough out so he could look down.
"Now, you damn thief," he screamed, "it's my turn to play jailer.

Come up, both of you." "Just a moment, Captain Henley," I answered, rising to my feet.

"If there is anyone to be punished I am the one; this woman had nothing to do with it." "That 's for me to decide," he snarled, and whipped out a revolver.