hesitated, and the other continued, roughly: "No nonsense, now!
Don't make a damned fool of yourself by sticking to the bridge.
Promise?"

"I promise."

"Now what do you want me to do?"

"Keep those dear passengers quiet. I'll run for Halibut Bay,
where there's a sandy beach. If she won't make it I'll turn her
into the rocks, Tell 'em they won't wet a foot if they keep their
heads."

"Good! I'll be back to see that you behave yourself." The speaker
laughed lightly and descended to the deck, where he found an
incipient panic. Stewards were pounding on stateroom doors, half-
clad men were rushing about aimlessly, pallid faces peered forth
from windows, and there was the sound of running feet, of
slamming doors, of shrill, hysterical voices.

O'Neil saw a waiter thumping lustily upon a door and heard him
shout, hoarsely:

"Everybody out! The ship is sinking!" As he turned away Murray
seized him roughly by the arm and thrusting his face close to the
other's, said harshly:

"If you yell again like that I'll toss you overboard."

"God help us, we're going--"