I struggled to my feet.

My arm hung limp at my side and my head throbbed; but for that, I was sound and able to stand upright.
Ludar, when I came to look at him, was in a worse plight than I.

He was bleeding from a gash on his face, and another on his leg; while the jacket he wore was torn in shreds on his back.

He came and took my arm, and then motioned with his head to the ghastly heap of dead men on the deck.
"Take her within," said he, "and then come and help me." "Maiden," said I, "thank Heaven you are safe, and that we are alive to guard you.

Your old nurse I fear is more in need of help than we.