Then watching until the guard leaned against the hut, so that the bulge of it would cut her off from his sight, during the instant that her figure was outlined against the sky, she stood up, and thrusting her feet through the hole, forced her body to follow them, and then dropped lightly as a cat to the floor beneath.

But now there was another danger to be faced, and a great one, namely, that Suzanne might cry out in fear, which doubtless she would have done, had not the sudden sight of some living creature in the hut where she thought herself alone, so startled her that for a moment she lost her breath.

Before she could find it again Sihamba was whispering in her ear, saying: "Keep silence for your life's sake, Swallow.

It is I, Sihamba, who am come to save you." Suzanne stared at her, and light came back into the empty eyes, then they grew dark again, as she answered below her breath: "Of what use is my life?
Ralph is dead, and I was about to take it that I may save myself from shame and go to seek him, for surely God will forgive the sin." Sihamba looked at her and said: "Swallow, prepare yourself for great joy, and, above all, do not cry out.

Your husband is not dead, he was but wounded, and I drew him living from the sea.