I calculated my remaining chance; it was still four to one in my favour.
M.Letourneur continued his painful task.

Since Burke's first exclamation of joy not a sound had escaped our lips, but all were listening in breathless silence.

The seventh name was Miss Herbey's, but the young girl heard it without a start.

Then came mine, yes, mine! and the ninth was that of Letourneur.
"Which one ?" asked the boatswain.
"Andre," said M.Letourneur.
With one cry Andre fell back senseless.

Only two names now remained in the hat; those of Dowlas and of M.Letourneur himself.
"Go on," almost roared the carpenter, surveying his partner in peril as though he could devour him.