Wherewasthatthing？Shefeltsurethattheyhadnotmovedaninchfromthatspot。PresentlyherfootfounditandstillgrippingLingard’sforearmshestoopedtosecureitproperly。
Whenshestoodup，stillholdinghisarm，theyconfrontedeachother，herigidinaneffortofself—commandbutfeelingasifthesurgesoftheheaviestseathathecouldrememberinhislifewererunningthroughhisheart；andthewomanasifemptiedofallfeelingbyherexperience，withoutthoughtyet，butbeginningtoregainhersenseofthesituationandthememoryoftheimmediatepast。
\"Ihavebeenwatchingatthatloopholeforanhour，eversincetheycamerunningtomewiththatstoryoftherockets，\"saidLingard。\"IwasshutupwithBelarabthen。Iwaslookingoutwhenthetorchblazedandyousteppedashore。IthoughtIwasdreaming。ButwhatcouldIdo？IfeltImustrushtoyoubutI
darednot。Thatclumpofpalmsisfullofmen。Soarethehousesyousawthattimeyoucameashorewithme。Fullofmen。Armedmen。Atriggerissoonpulledandwhenonceshootingbegins……Andyouwalkingintheopenwiththatlightaboveyourhead！I
didn’tdare。Youweresaferalone。Ihadthestrengthtoholdmyselfinandwatchyoucomeupfromtheshore。No！Nomanthateverlivedhadseensuchasight。Whatdidyoucomefor？\"