AfterCaptainManlyhadsoshakensomewitsintopoorBarnabyhe，unhappywretch，wenttohiscabin，ashewasbiddentodo，andthere，shuttingthedooruponhimself，andflinginghimselfdown，alldressedashewas，uponhisberth，yieldedhimselfovertotheprofoundestpassionofhumiliationanddespair。
TherehelayforIknownothowlong，staringintothedarkness，untilbyandby，inspiteofhissufferingandhisdespair，hedozedoffintoaloosesleep，thatwasmorelikewakingthansleep，beingpossessedcontinuallybythemostvividanddistastefuldreams，fromwhichhewouldawakenonlytodozeoffandtodreamagain。
Itwasfromthemidstofoneoftheseextravagantdreamsthathewassuddenlyarousedbythenoiseofapistolshot，andthenthenoiseofanotherandanother，andthenagreatbumpandagrindingjar，andthenthesoundofmanyfootstepsrunningacrossthedeckanddownintothegreatcabin。Thencameatremendousuproarofvoicesinthegreatcabin，thestrugglingasofmen’sbodiesbeingtossedabout，strikingviolentlyagainstthepartitionsandbulkheads。Atthesameinstantaroseascreamingofwomen’svoices，andonevoice，andthatSirJohnMalyoe’s，cryingoutasinthegreatestextremity:”Youvillains！Youdamnedvillains！”andwiththesuddendetonationofapistolfiredintotheclosespaceofthegreatcabin。
Barnabywasoutinthemiddleofhiscabininamoment，andtakingonlytimeenoughtosnatchdownoneofthepistolsthathungattheheadofhisberth，flungoutintothegreatcabin，tofinditasblackasnight，thelanternslungtherehavingbeeneitherblownoutordashedoutintodarkness。Theprodigiouslydarkspacewasfullofuproar，thehubbubandconfusionpiercedthroughandthroughbythatkeensoundofwomen’svoicesscreaming，oneinthecabinandtheotherinthestateroombeyond。AlmostimmediatelyBarnabypitchedheadlongovertwoorthreestrugglingmenscufflingtogetheruponthedeck，fallingwithagreatclatterandthelossofhispistol，which，however，heregainedalmostimmediately。
Whatalltheuproarmeanthecouldnottell，buthepresentlyheardCaptainManly’svoicefromsomewheresuddenlycallingout，”Youbloodypirate，wouldyouchokemetodeath？”wherewithsomenotionofwhathadhappenedcametohimlikeadash，andthattheyhadbeenattackedinthenightbypirates。