 The cook let go of the line . We rowed around to see if we could not get a line from the chief engineer , and all this time , mind you , there were no shrieks , no groans , but silence , silence and silence , and then the Commodore sank . She lurched to windward , then swung afar back , righted and dove into the sea , and the rafts were suddenly swallowed by this frightful maw of the ocean . And then by the men on the ten @-@ foot dingy were words said that were still not words — something far beyond words . 
