As he spoke , the boat capsized . A yell of horror rose I from the beach . Mr. Murray sprang toward Benjamin 's boat , but one of the men held him back . `` You ca n't do it , sir . I do n't know that anybody can . '' Braithwaite and Leon were clinging to the boat . Benjamin Selby , standing in the background , his lips set , his hands clenched , was fighting the hardest battle of his life . He knew that he alone , out of all the men there , possessed the necessary skill and nerve to reach the boat if she could be reached at all . There was a bare chance and a great risk . This man whom he hated was drowning before his eyes . Let him drown , then ! Why should he risk -- ay , and perchance lose -- his life for his enemy ? No one could blame him for refusing -- and if Braithwaite were out of the way , Mary Stella might yet be his ! The temptation and victory passed in a few brief seconds . He stepped forward , cool and self-possessed . `` I 'm going out . I want one man with me . No one with child or wife . Who 'll go ? '' `` I will , '' shouted Mosey Louis .
`` I haf some spat wid dat Leon , but I not lak XXXXX see him drown for all dat ! ''
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