\"Thechaphasplentyofsense，\"mutteredLingardtohimself，andwhentheystoodsidebysideonthedeck，hesaid：\"Buttheremaybeenemiesonthebeach，OJaffir，andtheyalsomayshouttodeceivemymen。SoletyourhailbeLightning！Willyouremember？\"
ForatimeJaffirseemedtobechoking。
\"Lit—ing！Isthatright？Isay——isthatright，Ostrongman？\"
Nextmomentheappeareduprightandshadowyontherail。
\"Yes。That’sright。Gonow，\"saidLingard，andJaffirleapedoff，becominginvisiblelongbeforehestruckthewater。Thentherewasasplash；afterawhileasplutteringvoicecriedfaintly，\"Lit—ing！Ah，ha！\"andsuddenlythenextthunder—squallburstuponthecoast。InthecrashingflaresoflightLingardhadagainandagainthequickvisionofawhitebeach，theinclinedpalm—treesofthegrove，thestockadebythesea，theforestfaraway：avastlandscapemysteriousandstill——Hassim’snativecountrysleepingunmovedunderthewrathandfireofHeaven。