As suddenly as she had sat up, the girl dropped back again. Frank stood up in the launch, and, as the little boat drew up against the raft, he leaned over and picked up the girl and drew her into the launch. Then he ordered his men to return to the Sylph.
Aboard the little scout cruiser the girl was taken below, and finally was revived by the use of stimulants. Then, without uttering a word, she fell back again, and soon her deep, regular breathing proclaimed that she was asleep.
Frank returned on deck, where Jack was waiting for him.
“I wonder who she is, and what she was doing out there?” asked Frank.
“She is probably a survivor of some wreck,” replied Jack. “Did she say anything?”
“No; she did not recover consciousness until a moment ago. Then she immediately fell asleep. She is plainly exhausted after the peril she has undergone.”
“Well, I guess we shall find out all about her when she wakes up,” said Jack.
Lord Hastings, Lieutenant Edwards, Second Lieutenant Taylor, Frank and Jack sat at supper when word was brought that the girl was awake and desired to speak to the commander of the vessel.
“Escort her here,” commanded Lord Hastings, and he ordered a place set for her at the table.
A few moments later the girl appeared in the doorway. Frank, Jack and the officers rose, and Lord Hastings advanced to meet her, with extended hand.