Then came a danger no skill could avert: the ship lurched so violently
now, as not merely to clip, but bury, her lower deck port-pendents: and
so a good deal of water found ingress through the windage. Then Dodd set
a gang to the pumps: for, he said, “We can hardly hope to weather
this out without shipping a sea: and I won't have water coming in upon
water.”
And now the wind, raging and roaring like discharges of artillery,
and not like wind as known in our seas, seemed to have put out all
the lights of heaven. The sky was inky black, and quite close to their
heads: and the wind still increasing, the vessel came down to her
extreme bearings, and it was plain she would soon be on her beam ends.
Sharpe and Dodd met, and holding on by the life-lines, applied their
speaking trumpets tight to each other's ears; and even then they had to
bawl.
“She can't carry a rag much longer.”
“No, sir; not half an hour.”
“Can we furl that main taupsle?”
Sharpe shook his head. “The first moment we start a sheet, the sail will
whip the mast out of her.”
“You are right Well, then, I'll cut it away.”
“Volunteers, sir?”
“Ay, twelve: no more. Send them to my cabin.”
Sharpe's difficulty was to keep the men back, so eager were the fine
fellows to risk their lives. However, he brought twelve to the cabin,
headed by Mr. Grey, who had a right, as captain of the watch, to go with
them; on which right he insisted, in spite of Dodd's earnest request
that he would forego it. When Dodd saw his resolution, he dropped the
friend and resumed the captain; and spoke to them through a trumpet; the
first time he had ever used one in a cabin, or seen one used.
“Mr. Grey and men, going aloft to save the mainmast by cutting the sail
away.”
“Ay, ay, sir!”
“Service of danger, great danger!”
“Hurrah!”
“But great dangers can be made smaller by working the right way. Attend!
Lay out all on the yard, and take your time from one man at the lee
yard-arm: don't know who that will be; but one of the smartest men in
the ship. Order to _him_ is: hold his knife hand well up; rest to see!
and then in knives altogether: mind and cut from you, and below the reef
band; and then I hope to see all come down alive.”
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