Here, one of you, reload that.

You, Dick, follow me.

If they show fight, you come on next, bo's'n, with the whole of your boat's crew." "Ay, ay, sir." "Hi! In there.

Do you surrender ?" There was not a sound, and, after a momentary pause, the master spat in his fist, gripped his cutlass, went down on all fours, after driving his hat on tightly, and crawled into the hole, followed by Dick.
"Keep a cheery heart on it, lad," said one of the men just before to Dick.

"We'll fetch you out and bury you at sea." Dick drove his elbow into the man's chest for an answer, grinned as he felt the point of his cutlass, and dived into the hole, while the boatswain and his men stood waiting eagerly, ready to plunge forward at the first sound of a scuffle.
Archy peered in at the dark passage, his heart beating as he listened to the noise made by the two men crawling in, and the last of the two had hardly disappeared when there was a shout, a scuffle, and the boatswain plunged in.
"All right!" they heard Gurr say.