"There will be such a turmoil of the elements directly," continued Mr Brooke in a low voice, but only to me, "that I don't suppose a word will be heard."  Then aloud, "Look here, my lads; I shall try and run the boat high upon the sands at the top of some breaker.  Then it will be every man for himself.  Never mind the boat--that is sure to be destroyed--but each man try to save his arms and ammunition; and if the two wounded men are in difficulties, of course you will lend a hand. Now then, one more order: The moment I say, `Down with the sail,' drag it from the mast, and two oars are to be out on either side.  The wind will catch them and send us along, and I want them to give a few dips to get on the top of a roller to carry us in."