"There is one chance, Alexander," Annie said bravely.
He looked around at her; then took her hand.
They sat down side by side and stared at the waves.
CHAPTER XIII
THE ESCAPE
Annie waved one hand aloft. When she spied her husband on the beach, she waved the other hand. Her movement suggested flying.
"Conscious!" she cried, "she's conscious; she's going to get well!"
Emil gazed at her as at an apparition. His knees bent, he dropped in a heap on the sand.
Annie stooped to him: "It's life—life—life, Alexander!" she panted; "not death—life!"
His arms went about his head.