"We are free!"
"Free, free, free," echoed the fugitives, and the band, seizing hold of the rigging, rose up on deck.
"Hurrah!" shouted the chief.
And the band shouted in the storm,—
"Hurrah!"
Just as this clamour was dying away in the tempest, a loud solemn voice rose from the other end of the vessel, saying,—
"Silence!"
All turned their heads. The darkness was thick, and the doctor was leaning against the mast so that he seemed part of it, and they could not see him.
The voice spoke again,—
"Listen!"