He bellowed lustily for help.

The captain and Paul rushed to his assistance and found him bleeding profusely from knife wounds in the breast and abdomen, while the port watch with drawn knives stood sullen and determined looking in the forecastle.

This sight staggered the captain who exclaimed: "Mutiny by the eternal!" and called loudly for the steward to bring him his revolver.
Paul ordered some of his watch to carry the mate, who was groaning, aft, then advancing to the forecastle door said: "Boys, this is not right.

This must not be.

Put up those knives.