"Starboard! More starboard! Straight on!"
Again: "Pull your right--not too much. Both hands;" and Distin calmly
and indifferently followed the orders, till it had just occurred to him
that the others might as well row now, when Macey shouted again:--
"Right--a little more right; now, both together. That's the way;" and,
as again Distin obeyed, Macey shut his eyes, and drew up his knees. To
give a final impetus to the light craft, Distin leaned forward, threw
back the blades of the sculls, dipped, and took hold of the water, and
then was jerked backwards as the boat struck with a crash on one of the
old piles of the ancient bridge, ran up over it a little way, swung
round, and directly after capsized, and began to float down stream,
leaving its human freight struggling in deep water.