ther water of the current
whose boisterous stream had been somewhat stilled in the churning amongst
the rocks, and then go north in the direction of the swimmer who, strange
to say, was drifting in again towards the sunken rocks. Then she saw the
swimmer's head sink under the water; and her heart grew cold. Was this
to be the end! Was such a brave man to be lost after such gallant effort
as he had made, and just at the moment when help was at hand!

The few seconds seemed ages. Instinctively she shut her eyes and prayed
again. 'Oh! God. Give me this man's life that I may atone!'

God seemed to have heard her prayer. Nay, more! He had mercifully
allowed her to be the means of averting great danger. She would never,
could never, forget the look on the man's face when he saw, by the flame
that she had kindled, ahead of him the danger from the sunken rocks. She
had exulted at the thought. And now . . .

She was recalled by a wild cheer beside her. Opening her eyes she saw
that the man's head had risen again from the water. He was swimming
furiously, this time seaward. But close at hand were the heads of the
swimming horse and man . . . She saw the young squire seize the man . . .

And then the rush of her tears blinded her. When she could see again the
horse had turned and was making back again to the shelter of the point.
The squire had his arm stretched across the horse's back; he was holding
up the sailor's head, which seemed to roll helplessly with every motion
of the cumbering sea.

For a little she thought he was dead, but the voice of the old whaler
reassured her:

'He was just in time! The poor chap was done!' And so with beating
heart and eyes that did not flinch now she watched the slow progress to
the shelter of the point. The coastguards and fishermen had made up
their minds where the landing could be made, and were ready; on the rocky
shelf, whence Hector had at jumped, they stood by with lines. When the
squire had steered and encouraged the horse, whose snorting could be
heard from the sheltered water, till he was just below the rocks, they
lowered a noosed rope. This he fastened round the senseless man below
his shoulders. One strong, careful pull, and he was safe on land; and
soon was being borne up the steep zigzag on the shoulders of the willing
crowd.

In the meantime other ropes were passed down to the squire. One he
placed round his own waist; two others he fastened one on e