'Nay,' he said--'nay. Do not say that. And--and--I ask you to believe
that, had it been possible, I would have saved him too. But it was
impossible. Impossible to so much as slip a life-buoy over his
shoulders. The end was at hand, the ship broken in half. It was
impossible,' he repeated earnestly.
'How,' she asked, as she sat by his side gazing out across the calm,
waveless sea through the fast-coming tropic night, and watching the
great stars--almost as big as northern moons---sparkling, incandescent
like, in the blue heavens above--'how did you do it? I remember
nothing till I found myself lying there,' and she pointed down to the
white sand, from which there came, through the sultry night, the
gentle hiss of the sea, 'and saw you lying near me, and dead, as I
thought.'
'Nor do I remember, or only very little more than you can do. I
dragged you from the saloon, and, after fixing a life-buoy on to each
of us, leaped into the sea with you, striking out vigorously to avoid
the ship. And I can recall my battlings with the waves for a few
moments--only a few--then feeling my breath knocked out of me. And,
then, nothing more until I came to and found you looking at me here.
It was the life-buoys that saved us.'
'In God's mercy. Under His Providence. Yet--yet--if it were
not wicked to say so--if it were not for my poor dear mother at
home--I--should----'
'No, no!' he almost moaned. 'No, no! Not that!' Then, after a moment
or so of silence, he said: 'Do you know how long we have been here?
Can you guess?'
'This is the second night, I suppose,' she answered. 'When I came-to
yesterday morning, I imagine it was the first one after the wreck.'
'Possibly. And have you seen nothing pass at sea, either near or far
off?'
'Nothing. Yet I have gazed seaward all the time it has been light on
each day. Where do you think we are?'
'If the island is uninhabited, I think it must be one of the
Cormora group, since it can scarcely be part of the Chagos
Archipelago--they are too far to the east. And all the others in the
Indian Ocean--certainly in this part of it--are inhabited.'
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