By now the ship was travelling swiftly, so swiftly that Margaret was in an agony of fear lest the boat should be towed under and sink.
But these sailor men knew their trade.

By degrees they let the boat drop back till her bow was abreast of the ladder.

Then they helped Castell forward.

He gripped its rungs, and eager hands gripped him.

Up he staggered, step by step, till at length his hideous, fiend-painted cap, his white face, whence the beard had been shaved, and his open mouth, in which still was fixed the wooden gag, appeared above the bulwarks, as the mate said afterwards, like that of a devil escaped from hell.