“Don’t!” cried Garvin. “For Gawd’s sake, don’t.”
“Sir,” said Brack.
“You go to ——!”
The water found him again.
“Sir.”
“Sir,” whimpered Garvin. “Oh, Gawd! You’ve killed me!”
“Sir.”
“Sir.”
Brack tossed the hose aside and wiped his hands.
“Take him below,” he directed a couple of seamen. “Tell Dr. Olson to care for him. I have too much need for Garvin to have him lose his sight.”