"I don't know; it depends on how far the boat is to windward of her smoke."
"How shall we know?"
"If she sees the island she will make for it that moment."
"Why? do ships never pass an unknown island?"
"Yes. But that steamer will not pass us."
"But why?"
At this question Hazel hung his head, and his lip quivered. He answered her at last. "Because she is looking for you."
Helen was struck dumb at this.
He gave his reasons. "Steamers never visit these waters. Love has brought that steamer out; love that will not go unrewarded. Arthur Wardlaw is on board that ship."
"Have they seen us yet?"