We made the best of our way below, fully expecting that, if the captain and Mr Reardon saw us, they would take us to task for being at the execution, and ask; us how we dared to follow them there.  But, as luck had it, they had been too much occupied by the horrible affair in progress, and our presence had escaped them.  But it was a long while before I could get the scene out of my head or think of our trip ashore that day as anything but a horrible mistake.