"I'm all right," said David, with dry lips. "Don't you worry."
"All ashore!" remarked the sailor, confidentially, in their direction.
Diana placed one foot on the gangway; then turned, and put her hand into David's.
"Good-bye, David," said Diana.
His deep eyes looked hungrily into her face—one last long earnest look.
Then he loosed her hand, and bent over her, as she began to descend the gangway.
"Good-bye—my wife"—said David Rivers.