It is twilight already--the sun has gone down behind the bluff, but it will require an hour yet for this raft to drift into shallow water.

You swim, you told me ?" "Yes, very well indeed." "Shall we risk it then together?
It is not far to the end of the point yonder." She looked where he pointed and smiled, glancing back into his questioning eyes.
"Why, that involves no danger at all.

I will do anything to get off this raft.

But if we are going to have light we must start at once." The two slipped silently over the edge of the dipping raft, and struck out for the nearest point of land, West loitering slightly behind, afraid lest she might be hampered, and perhaps dragged down by her water-soaked clothes.

A few strokes reassured him as to this, as she struck out vigorously, her every motion exhibiting trained skill.