“C. Q.”; or, In the Wireless House
deadly danger, but there was no confusion and no scurrying for life preservers. And then, with equal unexpectedness, the screw began to vibrate again and the Pavonia righted herself and moved forward.
“Look! Look!” shouted half a dozen of the men on deck.
And Lily looked quickly and saw not more than two hundred feet away upon the starboard quarter a row of feeble, misty lights and a great glare that beat upon her eyes and nearly blinded her.
Bellowing and roaring, the Pavonia gathered headway and shot into the storm while the Saxonia dropped astern rapidly and soon was swallowed up by the night.
“And this is the 13th!” sighed the only humorist in the damp and silent crowd that hastily sought the saloon again and ordered hot drinks to prevent taking cold and steady their shaken nerves.
“Cut it out!” snapped a millionaire with a huge solitaire shirt stud. “That 's the nearest you ever came to going to hell!”
Lily Trevelyan, trembling and weak and without her coat, hurried along the deck to her213
