ose scream we heard just now; he seems to have been crushed by the
mast as it fell. If you will stoop down here, you will be able to feel
his body. Had we but a lever of some kind we might perhaps be able to
raise the mast sufficiently to drag him from underneath it."

Roger climbed over the mast and, feeling for Harry, knelt down beside
him, where he found the body that Harry had fallen upon when he tripped
over the mast.

By touch he found that the poor seaman, whoever he was, was pinned down
immovably to the deck, the mast lying right across the middle of his
body.

Roger put his mouth to the ear of the man, and shouted: "Are you badly
hurt; and can you move with assistance?"

He caught the reply: "Is that you, Master Trevose? I am pinned down by
this spar, and I believe my leg is broken; but if you could manage to
get the mast raised by ever so little, I believe I could scramble out
from under it."

"Can we find a lever anywhere?" shouted Roger.

"There are a couple of handspikes in the rack close to you; if you can
find these, they will do," replied the wounded seaman.

Roger worked his way to the rack indicated by the man, and fortunately
found the handspikes at once. Taking them both, he quickly scrambled
back again and handed one to Harry, retaining the other himself.

The two lads then prized the points under the mast, and threw all their
weight on the shafts, using them as levers. They felt the mast quiver
and move slightly.

"That's the way, Master Trevose; one more lift like that and I'll be out
from under," shouted the man.

Roger and Harry again exerted all their strength, the mast rose
perceptibly, and they heard a cry of pain from the seaman as he wormed
himself from under the spar.

"I be out now, Master," came the voice; "if ye can lift me up and get me
below, I'll thank ye."

One of them supporting him on either side, they raised the unfortunate
fellow upright, and with great difficulty assisted him across the deck,
and so to the companion-hatch, which they found without trouble, as it
was now growing somewhat lighter. The clouds were not quite so thick,
and an occasional gleam came from the moon as she was uncovered.

They got the man below, Roger taking him on his back down the
companion-ladder, while Harry ran for the surgeon. The latter soon made
his appearance, and attended to the sufferer, who proved to be an
ordinary seaman named Morgan.

Having seen the patient off the