I am not a coward.

It would be cowardly to pray now because I may be wrong.

If there is a God who knows all, He will understand that." Geoffrey said no more, but laboured at the broken paddle gallantly and with an ever-failing strength.

The lightning had passed away and the darkness was very great, for the hurrying clouds hid the starlight.
Presently a sound arose above the turmoil of the storm, a crashing thunderous sound towards which the send of the sea gradually bore them.
The sound came from the waves that beat upon the Bryngelly reef.
"Where are we drifting to ?" he cried.
"Into the breakers, where we shall be lost," she answered calmly.

"Give up paddling, it is of no use, and try to take off your coat.