"Don't leave Jacky!" spluttered the thin boy's voice, tearful and terrified; as the little shaven head bobbed up by the boat.
"Ands off!" screamed the treble. "We're sinkin a'ready. What, you little ——! then ave it! ave it! ave it!"
A shrill squeal and then again that ghastly-screaming treble—
"Row, ye ——, row!"
Silence; tumbling waters; and the moon, sick with horror, darkened suddenly.
CHAPTER VII
THE MAN IN THE LUGGER
I
The lugger came bowling on, one man in her stern.
"Diamond's bested em!" rose in a roar from the Tremendous.