Irving Hancock

“ The dagger dropped to the deck.
"One murddher is enough for ye in a night!" bellowed Rourke, as he gripped his man, holding him with one massive hand by the collar. Like an eel, Ling Cheng sought to slip out of that coat, only to find his left arm held crushingly in one of Rourke's massive hands.
"It's not gettin' away ye'll be doing!" uttered the master grimly, shaking the prisoner as if he would empty him. "Watch below, there! Bow watchman! Is that you? Send Donovan to the foot of the laddher!" ”

“ Carrick and Doctor Fleming, barely in their cabin, noted the abrupt changing of the course, accompanied by the noise of swift orders.
"Something out of the ordinary has happened," remarked Carrick, bounding up and opening the door. He and the chemist were soon on the deck. The first very tangible object on which their gaze lighted, as displayed under a deck light, was the now rather crumpled figure of Ling Cheng in the relentless grip of Donovan. ”

“ Only the mate in the wheelhouse and the bow watch were observing the course or neighborhood of the craft. These two and the wireless man were the only ones visibly on duty. The door of the wireless room hung ajar. ”