She left the sea without a backward glance.

She sent forth a shrill whistle to Columbus as she began to climb the slippery path of stones.

She was convinced that it was from this that her assailant had gathered his weapons.
With springing steps she mounted, looking sharply to right and left as she did so! And in a moment, turning inwards from the sea, she caught sight of a movement among some straggling bushes a few yards to one side of the path.
Without an instant's hesitation she swung herself up the steep incline, climbing with a rapidity that swiftly cut off the landward line of retreat.

She would give her assailant a fright for his pains if nothing better.
And then just as she reached the level, very sharply she stopped.

It was as if a hand had caught her back.