He was conscious of a crowd gathering about the empty davits, but he had eyes only for these two.
"Was it a man--or a woman ?" he asked.
It did not seem to him it was his voice speaking.

The words were forced from his lips.

And the other man, with the woman's head crumpled against his shoulder, looked into a face as emotionless as stone.
"A woman," he replied.

"This is my wife.

We were sitting here when she climbed upon the rail and leaped in.