"Get them both. Fetch the medicine box. Revive the sergeant," Beck says. "I will talk to you later, Lieutenant Root." And then he turns his back on the prisoners, and heads for the nearest hatch. He is going to spend the next week trying very hard to stay alive, in spite of the best efforts of the Royal and United States Navies. It’s going to be quite an interesting challenge. He should be thinking about his strategy. But he can’t get the image of Sergeant Shaftoe’s back out of his mind. His fucking head was still underneath the water! If they weren’t about to fish him out of the ocean, he would have succeeded in drowning himself. So it was possible. At least for one person.