This year, as last, his catch will go into Soviet vessels.

The opening into the vessel had been a third of the way from the tube end?

By this double opening I get into the small vessel.

A final wave of her hand, and she disappeared into the black vessel.

Others held up the water baskets and began to pour them off into other vessels.

The needle pierced his skin and went into the vessel.

His fist crashed into the vessel, striking it from her hands.

Then the transport plowed into the much larger vessel with an impact she could almost feel.

They poured oil into the tiny vessel and launched it with a prayer.

If he didn't throw himself into the vessel on his own, someone carried him there, already dead, I imagine.