For the first time he noticed that her face was scratched and that the sleeves of her thin waist were torn to shreds; and as she drew away from him, steadying herself with a hand on his arm, his lips were parched of words, and yet he leaned to her eagerly, everything that he would have said burning in the love of his eyes.
Still irresolute in her faintness the girl smiled at him, and in that smile there was gentle accusation, the sweetness of forgiveness, and measureless gratitude, and it was yet light enough for him to see that with these there had come also a flush into her cheeks and a dazzling glow into her eyes.
"Neil has escaped!" she breathed.

"And you--" "I was going back to you, Marion!" He spoke the words hardly above a whisper.

The beautiful eyes so close to him drew his secret from him before he had thought.

"I am going to take you from the island!" With his words there came again that sound of a great gun rolling from the direction of St.James.With a frightened cry the girl staggered to her feet, and as she stood swaying unsteadily, her arms half reached to him, Nathaniel saw only mortal dread in the whiteness of her face.
"Why didn't you go?
Why didn't you go with Neil ?" she moaned.

Her breath was coming in sobbing excitement.