A QUESTION OF HONOR.
A QUESTION OF HONOR.
THE MAN on the shore stood perfectly motionless watching his companions of a few hours before as they hastened down the beach, launched their boat, and pulled away toward the huge ship some quarter of a mile distant. He saw them clamber on board; a few minutes later the sails were run up, the ship headed off to the south, and soon disappeared around a rocky promontory which ran out into the ocean.
Then, overcome with the hopelessness and helplessness of his position, The Man threw himself on the sand cursing and moaning.