It was a cowardly, diabolical crime, and yet, no doubt, they had figured it as the safest method of completely disposing of her.

And, but for the accident of his presence on board, and his having been awakened by that incautious voice, the foul plot would probably have proven successful.

They had already got safely away, leaving her behind a prisoner, her only possible rescuer this watchman wounded unto death.

The yacht was sinking in the dark, going steadily down in those night shrouded waters.

Who would ever know?
The main body of the crew, perhaps, never even dreamed of her presence aboard.