Save him if you can!' 'Save him ?' repeated Herrick.
'Save him, if you're able!' reiterated Davis, with a blow of his clenched fist.

'Go ashore, and talk him smooth; and if you get him and his pearls aboard, I'll spare him.

If you don't, there's going to be a funeral.

Is that so, Huish?
does that suit you ?' 'I ain't a forgiving man,' said Huish, 'but I'm not the sort to spoil business neither.

Bring the bloke on board and bring his pearls along with him, and you can have it your own way; maroon him where you like--I'm agreeable.' 'Well, and if I can't ?' cried Herrick, while the sweat streamed upon his face.