"Come away," exclaimed Harkaway; "come away from this. It makes me sick and faint."
"Yes," said Jefferson; "it is not to my taste."
"Nor mine."
"Nor mine," said Dick.
"This may be Justice, my friend," said Jack Harkaway "but it isn't English—it is not humanity."
"Five."
A cry came from the prisoner.
"Cast him loose!" cried Harkaway, "No more—no more!"
But the sailors did not appear to hear.
"Six."