Quotation from: Elsinore

Written by: Jack London

CHAPTER XLIV

Yes, it is certainly mutiny. Collecting water from the leaders of
the chart-house in a shower of rain this morning, Buckwheat exposed
himself, and a long, lucky revolver-shot from for'ard caught him in
the shoulder. The bullet was small-calibre and spent ere it reached
him, so that he received no more than a flesh-wound, though he
carried on as if he were dying until Mr. Pike hushed his noise by
cuffing his ears.