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All
this
was
upon
Alan
's
side
;
and
I
had
begun
to
think
my
share
of
the
fight
was
at
an
end
,
when
I
heard
some
one
drop
softly
on
the
roof
above
me
.
Then
there
came
a
single
call
on
the
sea-pipe
,
and
that
was
the
signal
.
A
knot
of
them
made
one
rush
of
it
,
cutlass
in
hand
,
against
the
door
;
and
at
the
same
moment
,
the
glass
of
the
skylight
was
dashed
in
a
thousand
pieces
,
and
a
man
leaped
through
and
landed
on
the
floor
.
Before
he
got
his
feet
,
I
had
clapped
a
pistol
to
his
back
,
and
might
have
shot
him
,
too
;
only
at
the
touch
of
him
(
and
him
alive
)
my
whole
flesh
misgave
me
,
and
I
could
no
more
pull
the
trigger
than
I
could
have
flown
.
He
had
dropped
his
cutlass
as
he
jumped
,
and
when
he
felt
the
pistol
,
whipped
straight
round
and
laid
hold
of
me
,
roaring
out
an
oath
;
and
at
that
either
my
courage
came
again
,
or
I
grew
so
much
afraid
as
came
to
the
same
thing
;
for
I
gave
a
shriek
and
shot
him
in
the
midst
of
the
body
.
He
gave
the
most
horrible
,
ugly
groan
and
fell
to
the
floor
.
The
foot
of
a
second
fellow
,
whose
legs
were
dangling
through
the
skylight
,
struck
me
at
the
same
time
upon
the
head
;
and
at
that
I
snatched
another
pistol
and
shot
this
one
through
the
thigh
,
so
that
he
slipped
through
and
tumbled
in
a
lump
on
his
companion
's
body
.
There
was
no
talk
of
missing
,
any
more
than
there
was
time
to
aim
;
I
clapped
the
muzzle
to
the
very
place
and
fired
.
I
might
have
stood
and
stared
at
them
for
long
,
but
I
heard
Alan
shout
as
if
for
help
,
and
that
brought
me
to
my
senses
.
He
had
kept
the
door
so
long
;
but
one
of
the
seamen
,
while
he
was
engaged
with
others
,
had
run
in
under
his
guard
and
caught
him
about
the
body
.
Alan
was
dirking
him
with
his
left
hand
,
but
the
fellow
clung
like
a
leech
.
Another
had
broken
in
and
had
his
cutlass
raised
.
The
door
was
thronged
with
their
faces
.
I
thought
we
were
lost
,
and
catching
up
my
cutlass
,
fell
on
them
in
flank
.
But
I
had
not
time
to
be
of
help
.
The
wrestler
dropped
at
last
;
and
Alan
,
leaping
back
to
get
his
distance
,
ran
upon
the
others
like
a
bull
,
roaring
as
he
went
.
They
broke
before
him
like
water
,
turning
,
and
running
,
and
falling
one
against
another
in
their
haste
.
The
sword
in
his
hands
flashed
like
quicksilver
into
the
huddle
of
our
fleeing
enemies
;
and
at
every
flash
there
came
the
scream
of
a
man
hurt
.
I
was
still
thinking
we
were
lost
,
when
lo
!
they
were
all
gone
,
and
Alan
was
driving
them
along
the
deck
as
a
sheep-dog
chases
sheep
.
Yet
he
was
no
sooner
out
than
he
was
back
again
,
being
as
cautious
as
he
was
brave
;
and
meanwhile
the
seamen
continued
running
and
crying
out
as
if
he
was
still
behind
them
;
and
we
heard
them
tumble
one
upon
another
into
the
forecastle
,
and
clap-to
the
hatch
upon
the
top
.
The
round-house
was
like
a
shambles
;
three
were
dead
inside
,
another
lay
in
his
death
agony
across
the
threshold
;
and
there
were
Alan
and
I
victorious
and
unhurt
.
