Louis Becke,
By Reef and Palm — Enderby’s Courtship
(1916)
“ Another hour, and a faint sigh came from the ragged mat. Enderby, for ever on the watch, had first seen a white hand silhouetted against the blackness of the covering, and knew that she was still alive. And as he was about to call Langton, who lay in the stern-sheets muttering in hideous dreams, he heard the woman’s voice calling him. With panting breath and trembling limbs he crawled over beside her and gently touched her hand.“Thank God, you are alive, Mrs. Langton. Shall I wake Captain Langton? We must be nearing the land.” ”
