The German continued to struggle. Nat felt the legs slipping away from him.
"If you don't give up I'll call for help, and the captain will put you under arrest!" threatened the young pilot. That seemed to quiet the German. He ceased to struggle, and became calmer.
"Vell," he said, in a voice that was choked with tears, "I gif up. I vill not jump overboard—now."
"Nor at any other time," insisted Nat.
"I cannot promise dot, but I promise you dot I vill not jump from dis boat. I care not to live longer."
Nat released his hold. The German was panting from his exertions, as he donned his garments. The affair had taken place in a secluded spot, and no one had seen Nat's intervention in the tragic episode.
"What's the matter?" inquired the young pilot, when the German was fully dressed again. "Are you sick? Why did you want to end your life?"
To his surprise the young fellow burst into tears, and sobbed pitifully.
"Come to my cabin," proposed Nat gently. "Perhaps I can help you."
"I—I like not to go vere der peoples see me."