Behold! the Syrian vessel is getting up
her anchors and preparing for fight."
It was true enough, for now the oars of the Syrian shot out and she
forged ahead towards the newcomer. But just then the current caught
her, laying her broadside on, whereon the Jewish ship, driven by the
following wind, shifted her helm and, amidst a mighty shouting from sea
and shore, drove down upon her, striking her amidships with its beak so
that she heeled over. Then there was more tumult, and Miriam closed her
eyes to shut out the horrid sight.
When she opened them again the Syrian galley had vanished, only the
water was spotted with black dots which were the heads of men.
"Gallantly done!" screamed Nehushta. "See, she anchors and puts out her
boats; they will save us yet. Down to the water-gate!"
On their way they met Benoni coming to seek them, and with him won the
steps which were already crowded with fugitives. The two boats of the
galley drew near and in the bow of the first of them stood a tall and
noble-looking figure.
"It is Caleb," said Miriam, "Caleb who has come to save us."
Caleb it was indeed. At a distance of ten paces from the steps he halted
his boat and called aloud:
"Benoni, Lady Miriam and Nehushta, if you still live, stand forward.
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