the boat which the galley carried. Before all was done she struck beak
first, and was lifted on to a great flat rock, where she wallowed, with
the water seething round her. Then, knowing that their hour was come,
the crew made shift to launch the boat and raft on the lee side, and
began to clamber into them. Now Nehushta came out of the cabin and
prayed the captain to save them also, whereon he answered her with an
oath that this bad luck was because of them, and that if either she or
her mistress tried to enter the boat, they would stab them and cast them
into the sea as an offering to the storm-god.

So Nehushta struggled back to the cabin, and kneeling by the side of her
mistress, with tears told her that these black-hearted sailors had
left them alone upon the ship to drown. Rachel answered that she cared
little, but only desired to be free of her fear and misery.

As the words left her lips, Nehushta heard a sound of screaming, and
crawling to the bulwarks, looked forth to see a dreadful sight. The boat
and the raft, laden with a great number of men who were fighting for
places with each other, having loosed from the lee of the ship, were
come among the breakers, which threw them up as a child throws a ball at
play. Even while Nehushta gazed, their crafts were overturned, casting
them into the water, every one there to be dashed against the rocks
or drowned by the violence of the waves, so that not a man of all that
ship's company came living to the shore.

Like tens of thousands of others on this coast in all ages, they
perished, every one of them--and that was the reward of their
wickedness.

Giving thanks to God, Who had brought them out of that danger against