Then uttering a low cry Nanea clasped her arms and sprang upwards andoutwards from the platform. The watchers bent their heads forward tolook. They saw her rush headlong down the face of the fall to strikethe water fifty feet below. A few seconds, and for the last time, theycaught sight of her black garment glimmering on the surface of thegloomy pool. Then the shadows and mist-wreaths hid it, and she wasgone.

"Now, husband," cried the cheerful voice of the captain, "yonder isyour marriage bed, so be swift to follow a bride whom is so ready tolead the way. /Wow!/ but you are good people to kill; never have I hadto do with any whom gave less trouble. You----" and he stopped, formental agony had done its work, and suddenly Nahoon went mad beforehis eyes.