Then _Terrier_ plunged into a white sea and deck and bulwarks vanished.

Her bows swung out of the foam and Lister ran to the door.

He felt the tug leap forward and knew the rope had gone.
He got out in front of Brown and plunged down the ladder.

Since _Terrier_ must be stopped and turned, he was needed.

Water ran from his clothes when he reached a slanted platform and seized a greasy wheel.
The telegraph gong was clanging and the beat of engines slackened as he followed the orders.