No time! No time! It did not seem worth while to open his lips, to stir hand or foot.

Before he could shout three words, or make three steps, he would be floundering in a sea whitened awfully by the desperate struggles of human beings, clamorous with the distress of cries for help.

There was no help.

He imagined what would happen perfectly; he went through it all motionless by the hatchway with the lamp in his hand--he went through it to the very last harrowing detail.

I think he went through it again while he was telling me these things he could not tell the court.
'"I saw as clearly as I see you now that there was nothing I could do.
It seemed to take all life out of my limbs.