The harder we swim the less we will feel it." It was with a deep feeling of relief that Malcolm saw something loom just in front of him from the darkness, and knew that he was close to the land.

A few more strokes and he touched the bushes.

Looking back he saw that the two lights were nearly in a line.

Stopping swimming he let the stream drift him down.

Two or three minutes more and one of the tiny lights seemed exactly above the other.
"This is the spot, Grant," he said in a low voice; "land here as quietly as you can.".