Judith gradually fell to nodding and snoring.
She was awakened with a vengeance.
A grim footstep came crunching through the pebbles on the beach.
With a scream, Judith started to her feet.
Miss Conyers also arose and listened.
And almost at the same instant Justin Rosenthal appeared before them.
“Lord kape us—it’s his sperit!” gasped Judith, who was too panic-stricken to turn and fly; but stood with her face blanched as white as snow, and her mouth and eyes distended with terror.
Almost as much amazed stood Justin and Britomarte, gazing upon each other in incredulous astonishment and unspeakable joy! For an instant they stood thus, and then their joy broke forth:
“Saved! Oh, thank God! thank God!” exclaimed Justin, holding out his arms toward her.
She extended her hands. She could not speak; the overwhelming tide of joy had deprived her of the power.