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Then I started, for from close behind me came Mr Brymer's voice "How are you getting on, my lad?" "I don't know; I can't see." "No, but I can. Capitally," he cried. "There must be a tremendous body of fire down below; far more than I thought." "But is there any fear of our pumping too much down and sinking the ship after all?" Mr Brymer burst into a cheery laugh.
Mr Brymer crept close up in his turn, listened for some time, and confirmed the men's statement. "Getting ready for a fresh attack," he said. "I'll have a talk to the captain as to what is to be done."
Row right round, my lads," he continued to Bob Hampton and Barney; and we made a circuit of the ship, passing from astern right forward, without the hull showing any damage; and though Mr Brymer touched her just about opposite to where the principal body of smoke arose, there was no perceptible heat to be felt.
"Or the gas from the combustion," said the mate, leading me a little more from the part where the smoke arose. "Pretty nigh combusted him, sir, if I hadn't got hold on his arm." "Well, it's a warning for us," said Mr Brymer. "Now then, come and pass this hose along."
And now that Mr Frewen did speak it was quite aloud, for there was no need for whispering. "I was thinking about what Captain Berriman and Mr Brymer must feel," I said. "About the management of the ship? Yes, poor fellows, and both suffering too. You see that scoundrel has let the whole day pass by without letting me go and attend the captain.
"Now then," cried Mr Brymer; "they're all below, and have not taken the alarm. A quick rush, and we have them."
"Just going, sir," I said, for it was the first mate, Mr Brymer; and now I hurried down, threw off my clothes, and in a very few minutes I was sound asleep.
But all the same I felt cold and ready to shiver, while to escape notice I hurried aft and entered the saloon where the gentlemen were waiting, Mr Brymer following me in. "Well!" he said eagerly. "They've taken it to the last drop," I panted, and then to the doctor "Oh, Mr Frewen, I feel as if I had been committing a dozen murders. I wish I had not said a word about the soup."
The smell of burnt powder now was terrible, and I could not help stopping. "What is it?" said Mr Brymer. "Do you think there is any more powder below?" I said, as I thought of the possibility of another explosion. "Indeed I don't," said the mate, decisively. "Not a grain.
"Yes, Mr Dale, sir, and have taken him a beautiful basin of broth. Let me give you one." "No, not now," I said, though I felt tempted to say yes. "Did you take Mr Walters his provisions?" "I did, sir, with Mr Brymer looking on all the time." "Does he seem very bad?" "Well, sir, he pulled a long face, but I don't think there's much the matter with him. He can eat readily enough."
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