I was now determined not to run the risk of losing more men, and I ordered the boat's crew to shove off, that I might lie at the wharf, where they could not climb up.

They were very mutinous, grumbled very much, and would hardly obey me; the fact is, they had drunk a great deal, and some of them were more than half tipsy.
However, at last I was obeyed, but not without being saluted with a shower of invectives from the women, and the execrations of the men belonging to the wherries and _shore_ boats which were washed against our sides by the swell.

The weather had become much worse, and looked very threatening.

I waited an hour more, when the sergeant of marines came down with two more men, one of whom, to my great joy, was Hickman.
This made me more comfortable, as I was not answerable for the other two; still I was in great trouble from the riotous and insolent behaviour of the boat's crew, and the other men brought down by the sergeant of marines.

One of them fell back into a basket of eggs, and smashed them all to atoms; still the marine officer did not come down, and it was getting late.