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'Look!' cried Helena, catching hold of Sieg Suddenly the steaentleman looked up,

with startled, sunburned face; then he leaped to the stern The launch

veered It and the steaether like a pair of scissors The

lady, still holding the boy, looked up with an expressionless face at

the high sweeping chisel of the stea ahead No sound was to be heard save the rustling of water under

the bows The scissors closed, the launch skelped forward like a dog

from in front of the traffic It escaped by a yard or two Then, like a

dog, it seelanced back

quickly He was a handsome, dark-haired man with dark eyes His face was

as if carven out of oak, set and grey-brown Then he looked to the

steering of his boat No one had uttered a sound Fro low on the water, not a sound, only tense waiting The launch

raced out of danger towards the yacht The gentleain, whilst he himself went forward to

the lady He was a handso, was prouder still She received himund He took both her hands and pressed them,

whilst she looked at him with eyes blind with e like the buoy in the wake of the steamer The

noise of life had suddenly been hushed, and each heart had heard for a