The steamer had delayed starting for half an hour, so that search might be made for the deserter, but she couldn't wait any longer if she wanted to get over the bar that night, and so the lieutenants, or sergeants, or whatever they were, had to go along, and come back in the pilot-boat.
When we got outside we lay to, with the pilot-boat alongside of us, and the hold of the vessel was ransacked for the deserter.

Corny openly declared that she hoped they wouldn't find him, and I'm sure I had a pretty strong feeling that way myself.

But they did find him.

He was pulled out from behind some barrels, in a dark place in the hold, and hurried up on deck.

We saw him, as he was forced over the side of the vessel and almost dropped into the pilot-boat, which was rising and falling on the waves by the side of the ship.