The water lifted her from the rock, but the seaweed held, and when at length the sea had gone boiling by, Beatrice found herself and the senseless form of Geoffrey once more lying side by side.

She was half choked.

Desperately she struggled up and round, looking shoreward through the darkness.

Heavens! there, not a hundred yards away, a light shone upon the waters.

It was a boat's light, for it moved up and down.