"God forgive me, I have brought you all here to die." "It is not your fault, father.

It was all for the best, and we knew when we started that there were perils before us." "Goodbye, my lads! We will die as we have lived--brave men--and may God have mercy on us all.
"Now, Roger, obey my last orders.

Go forward, and climb up to the end of the bowsprit.

It may be that, if she strikes, you may be able to leap forward onto the rocks.

They are somewhat lower, just ahead, than elsewhere." "But I do not want to be saved, if no one else is, father," Roger cried passionately.
"You have always obeyed me heretofore," the captain said, quietly, "and you will do so now.