"No!" Lestrade groaned when the explosion shook the fleeing steamship before the policeboat could catch up to it. "We only just got him back alive!"
Hopkins, whose eyes were younger, pointed. "There, sir! On the foredeck."
A tall thin figure was being dragged to the rail of the crippled ship by a second man with a limp both policemen recognized. They were silhouetted against the flames momentarily before diving together into the cold water of the harbor.
Lestrade saw two dark heads bob to the surface and breathed again. "And that, gentlemen, is why you never leave your partner alone."