om Potts caught sight of you, and now we know he was right," said
one of the men who were hauling me in.

I was placed in the bottom of the boat, for there was little time in
that heavy sea to attend to me, and she pulled back towards the ship. I
felt that I was saved. I did not expect to be much the worse for my
ducking, and I knew when I got back to the ship that the doctor would
look after me. I had now no doubt that Iffley had endeavoured to
prevent the boat from coming to my assistance. How bitter must be his
hatred to allow me--his shipmate--to die thus horribly, struggling in
the sea, when he had the power to save me!

As I was helped up the side, I caught his eye fixed on me, and again I
observed that evident look of baffled vengeance which I had before
remarked. I felt sure that he would take the first opportunity of
giving further proof of his hatred of me. I did not see any means of
escaping from it. Had he even spoken to me, I might have expostulated
with him; but he kept aloof as if I were a total stranger to him. He
carefully avoided even addressing me directly. I felt sure, indeed,
that had I spoken to him, he would have stoutly denied all former
knowledge of me, and who was to prove it? No one whom I knew on board.
I felt as if I were pursued by some monster with supernatural powers,
from whom I could not get free.

When I got on board, Dr McCall kindly ordered me to go to my hammock,
and he came and gave me some medicine. He said that after the illness
from which I had so long been suffering, the consequences might be
serious if I caught cold from my ducking. However, I turned out the
next morning not in the slightest degree the worse for what had occurred
I resolved to be as attentive and exact in my duty as possible; I wished
to behave thus, at all events; but I also knew that in that case I
should give my enemy less opportunity of injuring me.

Two days after this a man was convicted of stealing on board. He was
sentenced to receive fifty lashes. Iffley was one of the boatswain's
mates chosen to inflict the punishment. The crew were mustered on deck,
and the man was led forward. He was one of those wretched men who are
both rogues and cowards.

Iffley and the other boatswain's mates stood with their cats, those
dreadful instruments of power, in their hands ready for use. While
preparations were being made, the miserable wretch looked round on every
side, as if seeking for some o