MISS PRINGLE CALLS ON MR.

CLEGGETT But the rushing onset of events struck them apart.

Out of the night leaped danger, enhancing love and forbidding it.

From the starboard bow Captain Abernethy shrilled a cry of warning, and the heavy, bellowing voice of Loge shouted an answer of challenge and ferocity.
The wind had fallen, but the lightning played from the clouds now almost without intermission.

Cleggett saw Loge and his followers, machete in hand, flinging themselves at the rail.