9/17 "Stand aside!" he cried, and swung himself over and down. He reached Venning's side, and they saw him peering about him. "D'ye expect me to spend the whole night here ?" "A minute, sir. Let over a running tackle, and we'll have the whole thing aboard." "Lively there! Lower the tackle, and don't stand staring with your mouths open. Swing out those davits." The davits swung out, the tackle ran through the pulleys into the water with a splash, and the mate shifted the unknown craft, with its mysterious freight, amidships. |