She strained her eyes, but could not see how far she was from the near shore.

She looked on the other side and it seemed to her that the lights on the home-ward side of the bay were moving.

That meant that she was moving, at what speed and in what direction she had no means of knowing.
She stood up, lifted her arms in the air and shouted for help; again and again her shouts rang out, and she did not wait to hear an answer.

She thought that the masters of other boats had seen the storm coming and gone into shore.
She was out now full in the whistling wind and the boat was leaping.

Her throat was hoarse with calling, her eyes dazzled by straining.
When she turned in despair from scanning the shore she saw a sight that was very strange.