imself, he
expanded his mighty chest and bawled out--

"MRS. MARSTON IS HERE!"

In a moment or two there came an outburst of cheering from the ship, and
then amidst the shouts and yells of the Anouda natives the boat dashed
alongside, and Mrs. Marston ascended the ladder. A crowd of men were
at the gangway, and almost ere her foot had touched the deck Frewen had
grasped her hand.

"Thank God, we have found you at last, Mrs. Marston!"

She tried to speak, and then would have fallen, had not Randall Cheyne
sprung forward and caught her.

"Carry her to the cabin, Randall," said Frewen, "the poor little woman
has fainted."

Half an hour later, the chief officer ran up on the poop-deck and called
out--

"All hands aft!"

As the crew--who had been eagerly listening to Joe Manning's account
of how Mrs. Marston had come to the island--crowded aft, the mate cried
out--

"Boys, I want volunteers to man the starboard quarter-boat to bring Mrs.
Marston's baby on board."

Such a wild rush was made for the boat falls that the good-natured
officer had to interfere and pick out eight men, and with Lilo as pilot
and himself in charge, the boat left the ship amid further cheering.

In the cabin Mrs. Marston, now looking bright and happy, was telling her
story to Frewen and Cheyne.

"And now," she said, as she concluded, "I am the very happiest woman
in all the world, and oh! Captain Frewen, when I think I shall see Mrs.
Raymond within a few days, I feel almost hysterical. I'm sure I won't
want to go to sleep for a week."

Frewen laughed as he looked at the flashed, beautiful face. "Well, I
don't think you'll get too much sleep to-night, for the men are as much
excited as any one aft, and I sent word that they can have a bit of fun
and make as much noise as they like until eight bells, and drink your
and your baby's health seven times."

"Ah! my poor little baby. How cruel of me to forget her! Oh, please let
me go for her."

"You are too late," said Frewen with a smile, "the mate has just gone,
and he'll bring her to you before another hour has passed. He has taken
your boy Lilo with him as pilot."

Mrs. Marston sighed contentedly, and then looked round at the familiar
cabin.

"Oh, how I shall love to see Samatau again, Captain Frewen, and oh! how
wonderful it is that the _Esmeralda_ of all ships should be the one to
find me. If only Mrs. Raymond could know I was safe and on board talking
to you of her!"

"She w