It was indeed true, as Ahleka had said, Uala and Etta were not dead. After the first wild plunge into the rushing waters, Uala had pressed on with Etta clasped by one arm, until they came to a large, open space, where the floor of the cave was smooth and raised so that no water reached it; it was, in fact, an immense under-ground cave. After carrying Etta to a place of safety, he threw himself down beside her, showering frantic kisses upon her upturned face. “My little sea queen, you have braved the terrors of the deep, and faced death for my sake. Now, when I feel sure that the vessel has left, we will go back together, to life and happiness See, here are things provided for you to eat,” pointing to a liberal supply of food, which was placed on a ledge of rocks, high out of the reach of the waves, “and here is kapa to keep the delicate limbs of my dear one warm,” saying which he opened a water-tight calabash, from which he took some fine fiber cloth and wrapped about her. “I came here while the rest were at the village at their supper, and brought these things, so that, if my fair one came here with me, she should at least not suffer from cold or hunger.” The hours passed unheeded by the happy pair until, finally, Etta dropped into a sweet sleep. When she awoke, Uala, who had remained awake that he might see that no harm befell Etta, said, “I think that, by this time, the sun shines again above us. I will go to the opening of the cave and learn if the ship is still here.” “Oh Uala, do not leave me here. I was not afraid to come with you, but I am so afraid to stay for one moment without you,” cried Etta, clinging to his arm. “I shall not leave you for one moment, but do you see those large leaves floating in the water over there? On those leaves, in all likelihood, is a message sent to me by friends above.” “Do others know of this cave then? Will they not tell my father?” she asked in some alarm. “No, do not fear. None of my people would betray a friend. But, let us see the message,” saying which he advanced to a place where several large leaves were revolving slowly in the water, being carried about by the whirlpool. Catching hold of a couple of these, he found that it was as he had thought. They each bore a message, written on their smooth surface with the point of a sharp stick. “See, Etta,” he exclaimed, “it is just as I thought. We are free. Your father has gone. Now we will return to our friends.” Holding her tightly in his arms, he made a spring into the center of the pool. Instantly they were carried upward by the mad rush of water. In a moment they stood breathless and safe on the rocky beach once more.