"Fighting!" I snapped. "Aye, if you call assassination fighting. An
attack in the dark upon an unarmed man, throwing him overboard to
drown as you might a blind puppy, never a chance for his life!"
"Yet you are here, sir?" she said quietly.
"'Tis only by the intervention of Providence that I was saved--or the
untidiness of our captain, who left a rope trailing over the side."