It's a' snug below till the watter reaches the furnaces," came the answer.
So some of the men were doing their duty.

Thank God for that! Undeterred by the fact that a live shell had burst among the engines, the oil-stained, grim-looking engineers had not quitted their post until they had taken such precautions as lay in their power to insure the ship's safety.

A light broke in on the fog in the girl's mind.
Even now, at the very gate of eternity, one might try to help others! The thought brought a ray of comfort.

She was about to look for the speakers when a bullet drilled a hole in a panel close to her side.
She began to run again, for a terrified glance through the forward gangway showed that the ship was quite close to the land, where men in blue uniforms, wearing curiously shaped hats and white gaiters, were scattered among the rocks, some standing, some kneeling, some prone, but all taking steady aim.
But it showed something more.

Hozier was now lying sideways on the raised deck of the forecastle; he partly supported himself on his right arm; his left hand was pressed to his forehead; he was trying to rise.
With an intuition that was phenomenal under the circumstances, Iris realized that he was screened from observation for the moment by the windlass and the corpse that lay across it.