"It is evident they mean to maintain a patrol until there is news of De Sylva one way or the other.

It will be interesting now to hear what the gallant San Benavides says.

If any ship comes to Fernando Noronha to-night she will be seen from the island long before any signal is visible at this point." "Do you think the others saw the launch ?" she asked.
"No--not unless some of the men strayed down the gully, which they were told not to do.

The breakers would drown the noise of the engines and screw." There was a slight pause.
"Will you tell them ?" she went on.
"Why not ?" This time the pause was more eloquent than words.

Quite unconsciously, Iris replied to her own question.
"Of course, as you said a little while ago, we owe our lives to Dom Corria De Sylva," she murmured, as if she were reasoning with herself.
By chance, probably because Hozier stooped to help her to her feet, his arm rested lightly across her shoulders.
"I will not pretend to misunderstand you," he said.