What are you doing ?" "Seeking a place to lay our heads," he answered, with gruff carelessness.

"You really must rest, Miss Deane.

Otherwise you will be broken up by fatigue and become ill." So Iris again sought her couch of sand, and the sailor returned to the skeleton.

They separated unwillingly, each thinking only of the other's safety and comfort.

The girl knew she was not wanted because the man wished to spare her some unpleasant experience.