Low as I spoke, she heard me, and asked despairingly: "What then, Simon?
What can we do ?" "If I go there, will you jump into my arms?
The distance isn't far." "Into the boat! Into your arms in the boat ?" "Yes.

I can hold you.

There's a chance if we go now--now, before the mist lifts more." "If we're seen ?" "We're no worse off." "Yes, I'll jump, Simon." We were moving now briskly enough, though the wind came in fitful gusts and with no steady blast, and the mist now lifted, now again swathed us in close folds.

I gripped Barbara's hand, whispering, "Be ready," and, throwing one leg over the side, followed with the other, and dropped gently into Thomas Lie's boat.

It swayed under me, but it was broad in the beam and rode high in the water; no harm happened.