"They were all awake by this of course; and there was a little bit of trouble. I wasn't going to ask my sweet lady to soil her lips on those mucky blackguards, so I kept dodging away before them, just doing enough with my dukes to keep them amused. They were no more good than a mob of cattle, you see--drunk with sleep and liquor, the lot of em. "'Out knives, boys, and finish the blank!' says old Toadie. "And pon my soul they came on so hot I don't know what mightn't have happened, when all of a sudden, "'The boat!' screams Fat George from behind. 'Some blankety blank's at the boat.' "And sure enough there was a long-legged chap launching the boat. In he jumped, shoved her off, and lay on his oars, lookin at em, as they came running along the edge of the sea." The Parson threw back his jolly head. "Laugh, Kit!--I never saw a fellow laugh as he did. I roared to see him. And all the while those chaps were skipping about on the shore, howling like lunatics. You never heard such a row. Then Fat George, when he saw it was all up, tried the leary lay. "'I know it's just a joke o the Genelman's,' says he in that greasy- wheazy voice of his. "'That's just it, George,' the other calls across the water, 'and the best joke I've enjoyed since I saw Black Diamond brand you with the hot iron you'd just branded the lugger's kitten with.' "'What I mean,' whines Fat George, 'you wouldn't go for to leave a lot o pore blokes on a dead foul lee-shore--what got there through trying to sarve you.' "'Sarve me!' says the Gentleman. 'Yes, Garge, my faithful friend-- sarve me in the back with two fut o carvin-knife, while I was chattin with Garge's pals.' "At that Fat George snatches the musket and pulls. "I heard the click of the hammer, but there was never so much as a flash in a pan. "'Thank you, thank you, Fatty, my friend,' says the French feller. 'But you know you'd make better shooting, if I hadn't wetted your priming.' "Then he struck his oars in the water. 'And now good-night all,' says he. 'Black Diamond was a man, if he was a devil. As to the rest of you, the best I can wish you is a long drop, and a rope that runs free. And as for you, Fat George, I won't forget you in this world, and God won't forget you in the next.' "Then he came rowing along inside the barrier of rocks to me. "'I don't know who you are, sir,' says he, taking off his hat in his dandified French way, 'but I'm sure I owe you my best thanks. If it hadn't been for you, I hardly know how I should have managed.' "Well, of course I knew very well who he was, and what he was after. But I knew the boat was sinking, and I saw he couldn't row. So I never thought he'd reach the ship. Still the longer I kept him talking, the better your chance. So-- "'You're very welcome, sir,' says I. 'Won't you step ashore and thank me in person?'