CHAPTER 2: For James Or William.
"My dear Walter," his father exclaimed as he embraced his son, as he scrambled on shore, "you have behaved like a hero, indeed, but you oughtn't to have done it.
"And you too, Larry.

You both deserve a sound thrashing for the fright you have given us." "They may have frightened you, sir," the officer said; "but assuredly, I owe my life to these brave lads.

I have scarcely thanked them yet, for indeed, until I felt my foot on the rock, I had but small hopes of reaching shore safely in that cock boat of theirs.

After feeling that great ship so helpless against the waves, it seemed impossible that a mere eggshell could float over them.
"My name, sir, is Colonel L'Estrange, at your service." "My name is Davenant, colonel, and I am truly glad that my son has rescued you; but the sooner you are up at my place, the better, sir.

This is no weather for standing talking in shirtsleeves." They now made their way along the rock back to the shore, and then hurried to the village.