It was very plain that there was no longer any subordination among the crew of the _Lion_, who were to be seen, in the day-time, climbing over the rocks in every direction, and at night, when their large fires were lighted, carousing and drinking. This waste of provisions was a subject of much vexation to Philip. He had not more than sufficient for his own crew, and he took it for granted that, so soon as what they had taken on shore should be expended, the crew of the _Lion_ would ask to be received on board of the _Dort_. For more than a week did affairs continue in this state, when, one morning, a boat was seen pulling towards the ship, and, in the stern-sheets Philip recognised the officer who had been sent on board to put him under arrest. When the officer came on deck, he took off his hat to Philip. "You do, then, acknowledge me as in command," observed Philip. "Yes, sir, most certainly; you were second in command, but now you are first--for the Admiral is dead." "Dead!" exclaimed Philip; "and how?" "He was found dead on the beach, under a high cliff, and the body of the Commodore was in his arms; indeed, they were both grappled together. It is supposed, that in his walk up to the top of the hill, which he used to take every day, to see if any vessels might be in the Straits, he fell in with the Commodore--that they had come to contention, and had both fallen over the precipice together. No one saw the meeting, but they must have fallen over the rocks, as the bodies are dreadfully mangled." On inquiry, Philip ascertained that all chance of saving the _Lion_ had been lost after the second night, when she had beat in her larboard streak, and had six feet of water in the hold--that the crew had been very insubordinate, and had consumed almost all the spirits; and that not only all the sick had already perished, but also many others who had either fallen over the rocks when they were intoxicated, or had been found dead in the morning, from their exposure during the night. "Then the poor Commodore's prophecy has been fulfilled!" observed Philip to Krantz. "Many others, and even the Admiral himself, have perished with him--peace be with them! And now let us get away from this horrible place as soon as possible." Philip then gave orders to the officer to collect his men, and the provisions that remained, for immediate embarkation. Krantz followed soon after with all the boats, and before night everything was on board. The bodies of the Admiral and Commodore were buried where they lay, and the next morning the _Dort_ was under weigh, and, with a slanting wind, was laying a fair course through the Straits. Chapter XIX