"I was in that dark corner against the wall; I saw nothing, yet could not stop my ears.

But this sight sickens me.

I--I stood there holding onto the rail staring at all those dead bodies, believing you to be among them.

I thought I should go mad, and then--then I saw you." Her words--wild, almost incoherent--aroused me to new strength of purpose.

To remain idle there, amid such surroundings, would wreck the girl's reason.
"It was a desperate struggle, lass," I said, "but there are living men here as well as dead, and they need help.