Out to sea there were sails enough, small craft and goodly ships going and coming from Bristol and Cardiff; but no signals on our part were likely to be seen.
And besides, if they had been understood, it would have been an hour's row to shore from the nearest, and before a quarter of that time had elapsed the rocks where we stood would be under water.
"Big, Big!" I cried piteously in my despair and wonder to see him now so pale and calm; "what shall we do ?" "Nothing," he said in a low whisper.

"Only be quiet now; I'm going to say my prayers." I dropped down on my knees by him and hid my face, and how long I knelt there I don't know; but it was till I was lifted by the tide and driven heavily against the rocks.
"It's of no use," said Bigley then, after a tremendous struggle.

"I can't get out.

You must go." "For help ?" I said.
"No; run both of you, or you'll be drowned." As he spoke a wave came in, broke and deluged us, and I don't know what my words would have been if Bob Chowne had not wailed out: "Nobody sha'n't say I didn't stick to my mate.

I sha'n't go.