“My wife. The heroism of two beach combers had saved all on board and their own manhood as well. ’ His eyes found the girl again, and he added rancorously, ‘Giving birth to you. And the less “anything” happened the better. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. 133 “TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the cacophony beyond the walls.