Several bullets clanged against the funnel or broke huge splinters off the boats.
"Gord A'mighty, listen to that," growled a voice.

"An' we cooped up here, blazed at by a lot of rotten Dagos, with not a gun to our name!" Iris was still supporting Hozier, whose head and shoulders were pillowed against her breast as she knelt behind him.
"Can nothing be done ?" she asked.

"I believe Captain Coke has been killed.

Mr.Hozier is badly injured, I fear.

Bring some water, if possible." "Yes, yes, water.