They fell just beside the boat, as Random saw when he reached the spot.

A confused volley of curses arose, as the boat pushed out from the encrusted pile, the mate thrusting with a boat-hook.

Hervey and Date were in the water, but as the boat shot into the moonlight, Random--and now Hope and De Gayangos, who had come up--saw a long green form in amongst the sailors; also, very plainly, Cockatoo with his great mop of yellow hair.
"Shoot! shoot!" yelled Date, who was struggling with the skipper in the shallow water near shore.

"Don't let them escape." Hope ran up the jetty and fired three shots in the air, certain that the firing would attract the attention of the four or five constables on guard at the cottage, which was no very great distance away.

Random sent a bullet into the midst of the boatload, and immediately the mate fired also.