Sir Cosmo and Lucile Duff-Gorden sit with ten other people in a boat that is two thirds empty. They are two hundred yards from the screaming in the darkness. 

Lucile squeezes Cosmo’s hand and pleads to him with her eyes. She is terrified. 

The crewmembers, intimidated by a nobleman, acquiesce. They hunch guiltily, hoping the sound will stop soon.

TWENTY BOATS, most half full, float in the darkness. None of them make a move.