More faces appeared, and still more. A woman who called to a man on the tugboat was asked? "Are you one the Titanic survivors?" "Yes," said the voice, hesitatingly. "Do you need help?" "No," after a pause. "If there is anything you want done it will be attended to." "Thank you. I have been informed that my relatives will meet me at the pier." "Is it true that some of the life-boats sank with the Titanic?" "Yes. There was some trouble in manning them. They were not far enough away from her." All of this questioning and receiving replies was carried on with the greatest difficulty. The pounding of the liner's engines, the washing of the sea, the tugboat's engines, made it hard to understand the woman's replies. ALL CARED FOR ON BOARD "Were the women properly cared for after the crash?" she was asked. "Oh, yes," came the shrill reply. "The men were brave--very brave." Here her voice broke and she turned and left the railing, to reappear a few moments later and cry: "Please report me as saved." "What name?" was asked. She shouted a name that could not be understood, and, apparently believing that it had been, turned away again and disappeared. "Nearly all of us are very ill," cried another woman. Here several other tugboats appeared, and those standing at the railing were besieged with questions. "Did the crash come without warning?" a voice on one of the smaller boats megaphoned. "Yes," a woman answered. "Most of us had retired. We saved a few of our belongings." "How long did it take the boat to sink?" asked the voice. TITANIC CREW HEROES "Not long," came the reply? "The crew and the men were very brave. Oh, it is dreadful--dreadful to think of!" "Is Mr. John Jacob Astor on board?" "No." "Did he remain on the Titanic after the collision?" "I do not know." Questions of this kind were showered at the few survivors who stood at the railing, but they seemed too confused to answer them intelligibly, and after replying evasively to some they would disappear. RUSHES ON TO DOCK "Are you going to anchor for the night?" Captain Rostron was asked by megaphone as his boat approached Ambrose Light. It was then raining heavily. "No," came the reply. "I am going into port. There are sick people on board." "We tried to learn when she would dock," said Dr. Walter Kennedy, head of the big ambulance corps on the mist-shrouded pier, "and we were told it would not be before midnight and that most probably it would not be before dawn to-morrow. The childish deception that has been practiced for days by the people who are responsible for the Titanic has been carried up to the very moment of the landing of the survivors." She proceeded past the Cunard pier, where 2000 persons were waiting her, and steamed to a spot opposite the White Star piers at Twenty-first Street.