You must have known the risks, for you asked no one to share them--the risks that are so near and real;" and, shivering visibly, she looked at the grey combers seething past them, and the wind-torn horizon beyond.

"Yet, you--you who have ties, faced all this on the chance of saving a stranger." "Please, please," broke in Morris.

"At any rate, you see, it was a happy inspiration." "Yes, for me, perhaps--but for you! Oh, if it should end in your being taken away from the world before your time, from the world and the lady who--what then ?" Morris winced; then he said: "God's will be done.

But although we may be in danger, we are not dead yet; not by a long way." "She would hate me whose evil fortune it was to draw you to death, and in life or out of it I should never forgive myself--never! never!" and she covered her eyes with her cold, wet hand and sighed.
"Why should you grieve over what you cannot help ?" asked Morris gently.
"I cannot quite explain to you," she answered; "but the thought of it seems so sad.".