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Night
began
to
fall
,
and
to
make
matters
worse
,
the
wind
sprang
up
ahead
.
Not
only
did
all
forward
motion
cease
,
but
we
began
to
drift
back
and
out
to
sea
.
I
struggled
at
the
oars
till
I
was
played
out
.
Poor
Maud
,
whom
I
could
never
prevent
from
working
to
the
limit
of
her
strength
,
lay
weakly
back
in
the
stern-sheets
.
I
could
row
no
more
.
My
bruised
and
swollen
hands
could
no
longer
close
on
the
oar
handles
.
My
wrists
and
arms
ached
intolerably
,
and
though
I
had
eaten
heartily
of
a
twelve-o'clock
lunch
,
I
had
worked
so
hard
that
I
was
faint
from
hunger
.
I
pulled
in
the
oars
and
bent
forward
to
the
line
which
held
the
tow
.
But
Maud
's
hand
leaped
out
restrainingly
to
mine
.
"
What
are
you
going
to
do
?
"
she
asked
in
a
strained
,
tense
voice
.
"
Cast
it
off
,
"
I
answered
,
slipping
a
turn
of
the
rope
.
But
her
fingers
closed
on
mine
.
"
Please
do
n't
,
"
she
begged
.
"
It
is
useless
,
"
I
answered
.
"
Here
is
night
and
the
wind
blowing
us
off
the
land
.
"
"
But
think
,
Humphrey
.
If
we
can
not
sail
away
on
the
Ghost
,
we
may
remain
for
years
on
the
island
--
for
life
even
.
If
it
has
never
been
discovered
all
these
years
,
it
may
never
be
discovered
.
"
"
You
forget
the
boat
we
found
on
the
beach
,
"
I
reminded
her
.
