The one who had been at the window with her, having gotten her breath after her leap, added her entreaties to those aboard the Clytie.
"Jump, Mary! Jump!" she begged. "It's your only chance!"
The woman at the window hesitated no longer. She tumbled, rather than dived, into the water, but the rescuers were on the alert, and though the woman came up some little distance from the craft, Blake, with a boathook, caught her dress, and pulled her close enough so that Mr. Piper could haul her aboard. Then the Clytie was put in motion, for the house was burning fast, and her position was anything but safe.
For a few moments after her rescue, the second woman thus saved was hysterical. But her companion attended her, and soon she was more like herself.
"You'll be all right in a little while," said Mr, Piper. "We'll take you to high ground, and the good women there will look after you."
"Oh, what a terrible time it has been—fire and flood!" murmured the one called Mary.
"It certainly has been, but the Lord is good to us—he sent these kind men and boys to save us," the other added, as she looked at Blake and Joe.
"If only He would give me back my little
