I think there's no doubt of it.

When that sloop of war lured us under her guns she finished her task; she did not leave a single thing undone.

My schooner is gone, my crew is gone, and now I'm going." "Oh, no," said Robert.

"You'll be better to-morrow." The man said nothing, but seemed to sink back into a lethargic state.
Robert tried his pulse, but could hardly feel its beat.

In a half hour he roused himself a little.
"Peter," he said.