swarth

He is swarth and thickset, and some five feet eight inches—full six inches under your own height.

Captain Swarth descended to his cabin and found his keys missing; then he and the carpenter visited the chests.

"Keep the wind as much on the port quarter as you dare," ordered Swarth.

Captain Swarth looked at the square-rigged ship, now on the port quarter—an ill-defined blur to his imperfect vision.

He fell, and lay quiet, while Swarth himself adjusted the noose and bound the hands with his own handkerchief.