"Where am I ?" he said, and half opened his eyes; he started up frightened, and fell-back heavily.

He saw only the darkness; felt only the fierce wind and salt mist; heard only the relentless yell of the blast.

Memory had no time to wake, and he screamed and fainted once more.
Poor Eric knew not what to do but to shelter him to the best of his power, and when he showed any signs of consciousness again, he bent over him, and said, "Don't you remember, Edwin?
We're quite safe.

I'm with you, and Monty's gone for help." "Oh! I daren't jump," sobbed Russell; "oh mother, I shall be drowned.
Save me! save me! I'm so glad they're safe, mother; but my leg hurts so." And he moaned again.

He was delirious.
"How cold it is, and wet too! where's Eric?
are we bathing?
run along, we shall be late.