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All the party were now standing up in the sternsheets of the bateau to look at the people on the raft, who amounted to about fifty or sixty men now running over the top to one side, and dragging at the sweeps, which required the joint power of seven or eight men to each of them now passing again over to the opposite sweeps, as directed by the steersmen.
He swung himself outboard and went down the tackle hand under hand. As he dropped lightly into the sternsheets beside the cockswain he signed the men to thrust off. The boat shot out across the still water, and headed shorewards on a slant for the south corner of the headland.
"Did you ever sail for me?" The man's head nodded and his mouth opened, but before he could speak he was suppressed by a savage "Shut up!" from Watson, who was already in the sternsheets. "I beg pardon," Grief said. "I ought to have known better." "That's all right," Hall interposed. "The trouble is they're too much talk and not enough work.
Farewells and parting shafts of humour floated up from the sternsheets; Thorogood stood at the top of the gangway and waved adieu with his telescope as the boat shoved off and circled round the stern towards the landing-place. For a moment he stood looking after the smiling faces and waving caps and then turned inboard with a sigh. "Liberty men present, sir!"
Not until Mister Haggin abruptly picked him up under one arm and stepped into the sternsheets of the waiting whaleboat, did Jerry dream that anything untoward was to happen to him. Mister Haggin was Jerry's beloved master, and had been his beloved master for the six months of Jerry's life.
I hurried down to the steps, and leaped into the launch. Before I had fairly landed in her sternsheets the slim little craft darted away from the jetty with a sudden swirl of her propeller and the hard, rapid puffing of the exhaust in her vaguely gleaming brass funnel amidships. The misty churning at her stern was the only sound in the world.
In about ten minutes the squall passed over, and the boat was again presented to his sight; she was still in the centre of the stream, about three hundred yards from the shore. The man who was in her, finding all his attempts futile, had lain on his oar, and was kneeling in the sternsheets, apparently in supplication.
All of us grew excited again on hearing this news, hoping for the best; and as the cutter came closer, the captain, who could not restrain his impatience, hailed her! "Boat, ahoy!" he sang out. "Have you got him?" Charley Gilham, who was sitting in the sternsheets, with his head bent down, looked up on hearing the captain's call. "No, sir," he hailed back. "Only his cap!"
"Hold your tongues, youngsters!" exclaimed Adair, whose thoughts had been far away till they were brought back by his nephew's voice. "Turn in and get some sleep instead of chattering nonsense." The midshipmen, obeying, coiled themselves in the sternsheets, while Adair, who took the helm, sat indulging in a mood to which he had hitherto been a stranger.
Remember, too, that you are never to speak to him unless he speaks to you. But you won't have much to do with him. Were you ever at sea, before?" "No, sir. Only about the Broads in a coracle." "You'll find it very interesting, then. If you're not seasick. Here we are at the boat. Now, jump in. Get into the bows." "Mr. Scott" was already snug under a boat-cloak in the sternsheets.
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