But now it came and racked her.

The thought of Tommy and his need became paramount.

Did he know that she was hastening to him, she wondered?
Or had he--had he already passed beyond her reach?
Men passed so quickly in this tropical wilderness.

The solemn music of an anthem she had known and loved in the old far-off days of her girlhood rose and surged through her.

She found herself repeating the words: "Our life is but a shadow; So soon passeth it away, And we are gone,-- So soon,--so soon." The repetition of those last words rang like a knell.