Come, sir. Up you get. Rise and shine.’ After a few more orders of this sort, delivered pretty loud, he sat the fellow up and shook him. Head dangling, utterly limp; wet and cold; no breath, no heartbeat, very like a corpse.
‘God damn his eyes,’ said Jack, ‘he’s died on me.’ [….] ‘Stephen will soon set him right,’ he thought: it was known that Stephen could raise the dead so long as the tide had not changed — had been seen to do it.