Several of those rescued had wounds more or less severe.
"We should not have much chance with those fellows in the water, Mr.
Parkhurst," an old sailor said to Harry.
"No, indeed, Davis; they could swim round and round us, and our cutlasses would be very little good against those ugly looking krises.
If we were to leave them to themselves, they would fight to the death; and, after all, it was no one's fault in particular.

Mr.Balderson and I were watching them; one was crossing the ship's bow just as the other came out from her side, and they were into each other before either had time to hold their boat up." "That chap the doctor is bandaging up was in a nice taking about his child, sir; it was a lucky job that you and Mr.Balderson happened to catch sight of her." "Yes, poor little thing! It was only just a glimpse we got of her face; but as we were looking for her, and ready to dive, it was enough." "Lucky we are inside the bar, Mr.Parkhurst, or the sharks would have had half the fellows." "I did not think of it at the time, Davis, and it would not have made any difference if I had; we were only in the water a couple of minutes, and the Malays were making noise enough to frighten away any number of sharks.

You will have the job of washing out our trousers again--we had only put them on clean half an hour before." "That aint no matter, sir, especially if you go down and change at once; the mud will come out easy enough if I leave them in a bucket of fresh water for half an hour." The two midshipmen joined the group of officers who were standing near the doctor; the latter had, on closer examination, announced that four of the ribs were broken.

He had finished his work just as the lads came up.

News had been brought up by the steward that the little girl had opened her eyes; while he was speaking, the Malay conversed rapidly with the interpreter.
"What is he saying, Soh Hay ?" the captain asked.
"He is asking why his daughter is not here, and if she is hurt, and how she came to be saved," the man replied.