Granet held up his handkerchief and turned his cheek seaward.

There was still little more than a floating breath of air but his cheek was covered with moisture.
"I have everything ready," he said.

"Just before we go to bed to-night I shall swear that I hear an aeroplane.

You're sure your watch is right to the second, Collins ?" "I am as sure that it is right," the other replied grimly, "as I am that to-night you and I my young friend, are going to play with our lives a little more carelessly than with this china ball.

A good throw, that I think," he went on, measuring it with his eye carefully.