through the rope, then waited, listening tothe sound of two loud voices coming from the cabin. Both men sounded drunk, and both were angry At last the wind turned the ship towards me and now I cut all the way through the rope. As fast as Icould, Ipushed my little boat along the side of the ship, desperate to get away before the ship crashed into me. Just asIgave the final push, my hand found a rope over the end of the ship. I don't know why I took hold of the rope, but I did. I pulled my boat near to the ship, then stood up to see through the cabin window. I had wondered why the two men weren't on deck, but one look through the window