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"Come," said he to himself "my
loss has saved all these poor souls on board this ship. So be it!
Heaven's will be done! I must bustle, or else go mad."
He turned to and worked like a horse: and with his own hands helped the
men to rig parallel ropes--a substitute for bulwarks--till the
perspiration ran down him.
Bayliss now reported the well nearly dry, and Dodd was about to bear up
and make sail again, when one of the ship-boys, a little fellow with a
bright eye and a chin like a monkey's, came up to him and said--
"Please, captain!" Then glared with awe at what he had done, and broke
down.
"Well, my little man?" said Dodd gently.
Thus encouraged, the boy gave a great gulp, and burst in in a brogue,
"Och your arnr, sure there's no rudder on her at all barrin the tiller."
"What d'ye mean?"
"Don't murder me, your arnr, and I'll tell ye. It's meself looked over
the starrn just now; and I seen there was no rudder at all at all. Mille
diaoul, sis I; ye old bitch, I'll tell his arur what y'are after,
slipping your rudder like my granny's list shoe, I will.


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