Look at that!" I turned my head in the direction in which he pointed, and saw what he meant.

Five men were clinging to a piece of floating wreck about fifty yards away, and three more left the plank to which they had been clinging as we approached, and swam to join them.
I looked at the first group, fully expecting to see them hold out their hands to help their comrades; but in place thereof, I saw one wretch, who occupied the best position on the floating mass of wreck, raise a heavy piece of bamboo with both hands, and bring it down with a crash upon the head of the first man who swam up.
"Yah, you cowardly beggar!" roared one of the boat's crew.

"I've marked you." "Nice wild-beasts to save, Mr Herrick," said the warrant officer.

"I feel as if I should like to open fire on them with my revolver." "It's too horrible," I panted.

"Look, look, Mr Grey!" "I'm looking, my lad," said my companion.