Something rose with it, dripping underneath.
"Good Heavens!" exclaimed Raed, turning away.
"There's an Esquimaux in it, hanging head down!" cried Kit.
The sailors crowded round.

It was a ghastly sight.

The legs of the corpse were still fast inside the little hoop around the hole in the deck in which the man had sat.

His arms hung down limp and dripping.
His long black hair streamed with water.

He might have been floating there head down for a week.
"Wal, I shouldn't s'pose the darn'd fool need to have expected any thing else!" exclaimed Corliss.