Afar off they heard the low moan of the gulf--the presage of a storm already on its way up the Atlantic.

A girl's laugh drifted up from the rocks and died away as if frightened out of existence by the sudden stillness.
"England declared war on Germany today," said Jack Elliott slowly.

"The news came by wire just as I left town." "God help us," whispered Gertrude Oliver under her breath.

"My dream--my dream! The first wave has broken." She looked at Allan Daly and tried to smile.
"Is this Armageddon ?" she asked.
"I am afraid so," he said gravely.
A chorus of exclamations had arisen round them--light surprise and idle interest for the most part.

Few there realized the import of the message--fewer still realized that it meant anything to them.