As the plank tipped, the body slid off slowly, and fell with a splash into the sea.

A bubble or two, and nothing more was seen.
"Brace forward!" The main-yard swung round to its place, and the ship glided on, whilst the corpse, perhaps, was still sinking.
We had tossed a shipmate to the sharks, but no one would have thought it, to have gone among the crew immediately after.

The dead man had been a churlish, unsocial fellow, while alive, and no favourite; and now that he was no more, little thought was bestowed upon him.

All that was said was concerning the disposal of his chest, which, having been always kept locked, was supposed to contain money.

Someone volunteered to break it open, and distribute its contents, clothing and all, before the captain should demand it.
While myself and others were endeavouring to dissuade them from this, all started at a cry from the forecastle.