Some of us knew that if the boy were dragged out at once he might possibly be resuscitated, but we never thought of that.

We did not think of anything; we did not know what to do, so we did nothing--except that the smaller lads cried, piteously, and we all struggled frantically into our clothes, putting on anybody's that came handy, and getting them wrong-side-out and upside-down, as a rule.

Then we scurried away and gave the alarm, but none of us went back to see the end of the tragedy.
We had a more important thing to attend to: we all flew home, and lost not a moment in getting ready to lead a better life.
The night presently closed down.

Then came on that tremendous and utterly unaccountable storm.

I was perfectly dazed; I could not understand it.