Her thoughts flew to Dick in that first moment of terror, to Dick who
loved her better than any other earthly thing. Alas, he was far away; but
there was One near, her Elder Brother, who would never leave nor forsake
her. With that thought she grew calm and strong to wait and to endure.
But her uncle did not forget her; with his own hands he fastened a life
preserver about her.
"My poor helpless child," he said low and tenderly, "do not fear that you
will be forgotten should there be any chance for rescue."
"Thank you, dear, kind uncle," she said with tears in her eyes, "but leave
me to the last, my life is worth so much less than theirs," glancing
toward her cousins; "there would be only Dick to mourn its loss----"
"No, no, Molly, we all love you!" he interrupted.
She smiled a little sadly, but went on, "and it would be more difficult to
save me than two others."
"Still, do not despair," he said, "I will not leave you to perish alone;
and I have hope that in the good providence of God, we shall all be
saved."
Gradually the screaming, sobbing, fainting, gave place to a dull
despairing waiting, waiting, with a trembling, sickening dread, for the
confirmation of their worst fears.
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