At the same moment, the six men who had been lurking in the waist, and who had attracted the attention of the executive officer, hastened to the scene of the conflict.

Rockton, who had been made a quartermaster, and the helmsman, Warton, went to the assistance of the first and third lieutenants.
Neither of the two disloyal officers of the Bronx was an infant, and each struggled like a brave man against the force that attacked them.
Mr.Flint had fallen upon Mr.Galvinne from behind, and had thrown him down at the first onslaught.

He fought like a tiger, but with the aid of Christy and two of the men from the waist, he was subdued, and Christy had a strap ready to confine his hands behind him.

Then he was drawn over to the rail and made fast to a belaying pin.
Byron was not less energetic than his superior in his own defence, but the two stout sailors who had been selected to capture him were more than doubly a match for him, and he was carefully secured.

At the same time there was a free fight between Rockton and Warton on the one side, and the sailors who had come aft, but the disloyal tars were conquered in the end.