At the same moment she slowly turned her head and looked in his direction.

Half rising, she made a movement as if to come toward him, first peering intently.

Then she sank back upon the rock and sent her gaze out to the sea again.
With all the haste he could command he scrambled eagerly toward the rocks, carrying the crumpled jacket in his hand.

Not once did she take her eyes from the breakers.

Tired and faint, he at last came to the edge of the rocky pile.