Give me that keg of powder." Hugh opened the locker.

It was, fortunately, still above water.
"Now, Hugh, put it in that high locker there, just under the deck.
Knock its head out.
"Now tie a pistol to those hooks just above, so that its muzzle points at the powder.
"Now for a piece of cord." "But it will blow us into smash, Master Rupert." "I hope not, Hugh; but we must take our chance.

I would rather that than be drowned gradually.

But look, the water is up nearly to our waists now; and the boat must be pretty nearly sinking.

I will take hold of the cord.