"Little hope of getting provisions or anything else," answered one of the men, "when the chances are that the ship will be knocked to pieces, or go down before the day is many minutes older." "Greater need for you to have stopped and helped to get them into the boat," said Windy. "But, bear a hand, and assist these people off the cradle." The same operation as before was repeated, till the boat was once more full, all the remaining women and children being got into her. A rush was now seen to take place towards the forecastle, and a heavy sea struck the after-part of the ship, carrying away a large portion of the stern upper works. What would next happen it was not difficult to foretell. Several unfortunate people who had remained there were hurled into the surf. In vain they struggled--no assistance could be given them--and, one by one, they were carried away. Had anything been necessary to make the nigh worn-out crew of the boat increase their exertions, this would have done so. Happily, the hawser still remained secure. Harry shouted to the master, who unflinchingly was standing on the forecastle directing the landing of the people, to put himself into the cradle. "No, no," he answered. "Not while a man remains on board will I quit the ship." At length, contrary to the expectations of many, nearly all the surviving passengers and crew were got safely into the boat. Besides the captain, only one trembling wretch remained. He clung frantically to the bulwarks, afraid of quitting his hold, and trusting himself to the cradle. "Come, Mr Mawson," exclaimed Captain Westerway, "I am hauling the cradle back for the last time, and if you do not go, before many minutes you will be carried off by the sea, and no power on earth can help you." The wretched man looked up with pale cheeks and staring eyes. "I dare not, I dare not," he answered. "But will you not save me, Captain Westerway?" "Save you! I want you to save yourself!" said the captain, taking him by the shoulder. "Come, get in there, and hold tight;" and the captain lifted the trembling wretch, and forced him into the cradle. He shrieked out with alarm as he felt himself moving, clinging convulsively to the hawser; but the men in the boat, more for the captain's sake than his, hauled away, and quickly had him out; and the cradle was travelling back for their brave commander. As he was placing himself in it he felt the ship tremble violently. The sea which struck her washed over him. Those in the boat thought he was gone, but to their joy they saw him still holding on to the hawser. They hauled away with all their strength, for a few seconds' delay might have caused his destruction. A loud cheer burst from their throats as he reached the boat, and at that moment the upper part of the ship, to which the hawser was made fast, parted, and was speedily washed away.