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myself gradually going under ; we are down. 

 I use, in my agony, almost superhuman strength, 

 and get an arm free ; as we come to the surface 

 I grasp something the slimy seaweed by the 

 side of a rock. It gives way gradually ; I seize 

 another bit. Great heaven ! what is this ? I 

 can touch ground. Grasping the poor girl 

 firmly round the waist, I succeed in getting her 

 on the rock. 



" Where away, sir ?" cried the pilot, in answer 

 to my shouts. 



" On this rock," I shouted again, putting my- 

 self in the best position I could to be seen. 



His eagle eye made me out in an instant. 



" You be all right there for three quarters 

 of an hour ; I'll be with you. Are you got 

 her ?" 



" All right/ 7 1 shouted, and the carts moved on. 



I then took a look at the poor girl, who lay 

 huddled in a heap on the rock. I turned her 

 over, face down, and undid her dress and stays, 

 or rather tore them open, and commenced rub- 

 bing her. I had not much idea how to treat 

 people in such a state, and thinking I might be 

 doing wrong, I grasped her by the waist again, 



