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We went down to the “Diana” as arranged, by water of course. In addition to the boat’s crew and the carpenter, we were accompanied by Marian lister, one of the queen's maidens, and a youth of the name of Buttercup, who was half page,

half errand-boy.

On reaching the ship, I looked over the manifest, on which I had ticked off the packages already landed, and, In consultation with Mab, decided what others we should take back with us in the boat, and told the men to hoist them out of the hold. Then, while Morris was removing the mirrors, we took a turn round the ship, and made an inspection of the cabins, on the chance of finding anything likely to be useful and worth carrying away; for we did not Intend to make another visit to the

ship for some time.

In the captain’s cabin were a thermometer and a barometer. “We will have these,'’ I said, looking at them. "This is a self-registering thermometer, and I want to ascertain the average temperature of Fairhaven; and the barometer may prove very useful. It gives warning of storms. Do yau ever have

storms?’’

“Sometimes, and very bad oi»es. Hut they don’t often take us by surprise. I have nearly always a premonition of them; so have others.” "I suppose you can tell by the look of the sky and the direction and force of the

wind?”

The queen laughed. “The look of the sky and the force of the wind!” she said. “Why, when the clouds g^her and the wind rises, the storm has begun. These are signs which children may read. What I mean is, that before any sign is visible, while the heavens are still clear, tho sea still calm, something tells me—I know not what; it is a feeling, a foreboding—that within a few hours the weather will change for the worse.” “That conies from increase of pressure," I said. “You nre sensitive to atmospheric conditions.” "I don’t know how that is. I dare say you are right,” she returned, pensively. “But I have exactly the same feeling when people arc thinking evil against me.” "But that is not possible. Nobody can think evil against you!’’ “Yet such a thing has happened, my friend. Fair Island is very beautiful, and its people are happy, but they nre not all good. And lately—the last few days—I have hail a foreboding. For three nights past, Cato, who, as you know, sleeps always at my chamber door, has growled flercely, as if he scented danger; and this morning I was wakened by Denzll Fane's sword falling from the wall and clashing on the floor; and, worse still, it broke off at the hilt. Nothing could be more ominous of evil—amt theu this foreboding, the like of which for intensity I have never experienced before—” Here she came to an abrupt stop. “A foreboding of what?” I asked. I had already discovered that the islanders were somewhat superstitious, hut I though Mab knew better than to believe in signs, omens, and presentiments, or attach Importance to the falling of a sword or the growling of a puma. “A foreboding of danger.” “To whom.” “To myself, to the commonwealth, and to you, Mr. Erie.” “Why to me?” “I know not. But I am sure the danger which threatens me threatens you also. The foreboding weighs heavily on my soul, yet whence it comes or how- it is caused I cannot say. When we return to Fairhaven I will consult Sybil.” "Who Is Sybil?” “The oldest and wisest woman in the island; the only one to whom it is given to interpret dreams and foretell events." “A very useful woman to know. I should like to ask her a few questions about myself. My own future is decidedly obscure at present. Perhaps she could throw a little light on it,” I said, with mock gravi•','t Is only when she is in the mood that Sybil can discern the shadow of coming events,” returned Mab, coldly, and almost sternly, ns if she resented the skepticism which my remark implied. “The prophetic mantle rests not always on her shoulders. But you shall see her, and then you cau judge for yourself. And now let us goon with our inspection.” As we passed through one of the berths —I think it was poor Bulnois’—I saw a car-pet-bag in one corner. “What is here?” 1 said, opening It. “Books!” exclaimed the queen. “Let ns see what they nre.” So 1 carried the bug into the saloon, and emptied on the table at least a score of volumes, the greater purl of them novels. “There!” I said, taking up a copy of “The Woman in White.” "You have only to begin reading this, and you will forget all about your melancholy forebodings, and the supposed dangers which a too active Imagination has conjured up.” “Is it very Interesting?'’ she asked, with sparkling eyes.

“Very.”

“I will begin it at once,” she said, and suiting the action to the word, she sat down, and opening the volume, settled herself for a good reiul. "Let me know when the boat is ready.” An hour later ttie bout was ready, but so crowded with bales, cases, and one thing and another, that it was evident she could not take us all back at one trip. On this 1 went below to tho queen, whom I found deep In Wilkie Collins’ thrilling romance, and after explaining tho difficulty we were in, suggested that she and her personal attendants should go off in the boat, and that two of the men and myself would wait on board until another could be sent to take us off. “No; let the people go. They can send a boat for us when they get to Fairhaven—I mean for you, myself, and Marian, and Buttercup.’ “It cannot bo here for two hours, and In much less time than that it will be dark.” "I nm not afraid of the dark. You have

to shove off, and told the coxswain to send another for us with all sp,*ed, the instant he arrived. This done, I lighted a cigar ! and paced to and fro, absorbed in thought, J until the thickening twilight warned me 1 that It was time to trim the saloon lamp. Mah was still reading, nor until I lighted the lamp which swung over her head did she look up. “Thank you,” she said; and then turning round, looked intently through one of the ports toward the almost departed sun. “There is going to be a storm,” she added,

wistfully.

"Why should you think so?” I asked. “The sky is perfectly clear, and there is hardly a breath of wind.” “You will see. I hope it won’t be more than a storm—a tempest, 1 mean. But fliere is a feeling in the air. Is the ship quite fast—safely moored, I mean?” “Quite. I looked to that the moment I came on board.” “Good! We are safe, then. The boat will be here In an hour. That will betlme enough,” and theu she took up her book again, and I went once more on deck. The short twilight had now almost deepened into darkness, and I was quite alone, Marian being with her mistress, and Buttercup fast asleep in a corner of the saloon. I lighted another cigar, and was about to resume my solitary walk where I had left it off, when it occurred to me to verify the queen’s weather-forecast by glancing at the barometer. The result was startling. The mercury had fallen several points since I last looked at it—that is to say, in three hours. “Gad, she is right!” I thought; "wo are In for a storm, and no mistake a regular ripper! I hope it won’t burst before we get back to Fairhaven. The creek is certainly not the open sea, and we are safely moored. All the same, I would rather he on dry land for choice.” 1 looked round, for, as yet, the darkness was far from being absolute. Myriads of stars studded the sky, and the sea was phosphorescent. The creek shone like a river of molten gold, and its the tide (thereabouts very strong) ebbed rapidly past, fiery wavelets broke on the shore amt dashed merrily against the “Diana’s” sides. The mountain, its summit pointing toward the Southern Cros», loomed large and silent under the vaulted sky, like some monstrous genie guarding hidden treasure or a giant sentinel keeping watch over the sleeping island that nestled at its base. Westward, as well as northward and southward, the calm was complete, and anything more superb than the orb-gem-med heavens and the shining sea it were impossible to imagine; but out of the mist and beyond the Fainted Rocks were beginning to creep ominous shadows—shadows that swiftly took the form of clouds, and spreading pall-like over the sky, swallowed up the stars and turned the water to an inky blackness. It became so dark that I had to grope my way to the binnacle, intent on lightingthe lantern, as without something to denote our whereabouts the people who were coming to fetch us off would he unable to find the ship. There was a peculiar feeling in the atmosphere, too, that made me think It was strongly charge 1 with electricity. My temples throbbed as if they would burst, when I pushed my hand through my hair I could hear it crackle. I had reached the binnacle, and was feeling about for the lantern, when a terrific peal of thunder crashed over the mountain, and a long, vivid flash of forked lightning rent the clouds asunder, bringing every object which It illumined into sharpest relief. It did not last tho hundredth part of a second, yet I saw everything—the creek, the sea, the tall masts of the “Diana,” tho very leaves quivering on the trees—and the Hjtirt' nf 11 man riittin<) one of the rope* by ichlch the ship un* moorol to the shore!

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“Let tho boat go, I say!” and the next moment her head was again bent over her

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I went on deck, gave orders for the boat

CHAPTER XXIII. —A TERRIBLE NIGHT. I saw it distinctly—a man hacking at the rope with a long knife; and if his back had not been turned toward me I should have seen his face—possibly recognized him. Yet I could hardly believe my eyes. I thought they had deceived me, and tried to persuade myself that I was the victim of an optical illusion. But my doubts were quickly and rudely dispelled. The next moment the ship swung round, and the second rope, unable to withstand the strain, or perhaps weakened by tho slash of another knife, parted with a report like the shot of a pistol, and the "Diana" was adrift. I ran to the helm without any definite idea of what I should do, for I knew how helpless we were, and I feared we should lie dashed agaiust the opposite side of the creek. It was, perhaps, the best thing that could happen to us; if we were carried out into the bay, we should be past praying for. Just then f heard the sound of hurried footsteps. “What has happened, Mr. Kile? Where are you?” asked a voice which 1 recognized as that of Queen Mab. “At the wheel. Somebody has cut the ropes, and the ship is adrift,” “Somebody has cut the ropes? What do you mean? How do you know?” “When the lightning fl islied just now, I sr.w a man cutting the stern-rope.” “Saw you his face?” “No.” "You have no idea who he was, then?” “Not ttie least.” “Somebody was thinking evil against us, then, and plotting it. My foreboding has soon come true; vet you did hot believe if Mr. Krle.” “You were right, too, about the weather,” I answered, evasively. “Tho barometer has gone down rapidly, and we are go ing to have a night of it. My God!” Another blinding flash of lightning, followed by an even more terrific peal of thunder than the first. At the same time a violent gush of wind, coming down the channel of the creek as through a funnel, drove the ship before it like a straw, and almost threw tier on her beam-ends. Mabel was now close by me, holding on to the binnacle. "How will it end? I mean, what is likely to be our fate?" shr asked, quietly, and with no more fear in her voice than if she we' 1 " putting a.1 ordinary question. “Drowning is likely to bo our fate. Even if the ship were manned by a full crew, and commanded by a skillful captain, w.> should bp in great danger; and there is only one man on board, and he no seaman.” “If it is God’s will for us to |x*Hsh, so be it. He knows best, and we can die but once. Wo cannot escape our destiny.” This answer, spoken with measured gravity, surprised me exceedingly. Never before had 1 heard Mab mention religion. II bad thought her practically a pagan, 1 though she did go to church sometimes. | “We cannot escape our destiny," “he re peafed “Still, I like not to yield without |« struggle. It is our duty to Lie aa long j as we can. Must we drift helplessly on? Can you think of no expedient? There is surely an anchor?” I “Of course there is. What an ass I am! Why didn't I think of that before? But I

told you I was no seaman. Yes, we will let go the anchor—if we can—and put a light in the mizzen-top, and then, when the ismt comes, it may perhaps lie seen, and ourselves rescued.” But the idea was much more easily conceived than carried out. A light was indispensihle. and after sev jrai unsuccessful attempts to obtain one from a match, we were compelie t to go into the saloon, and there light a lantern. Then, followed by Marian and Buttercup, we made our way forward with great difficulty, for the ship was rolling like a log, and the decks were wet and slippery with the whirling spray, which lashed our faces and impeded our

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it was an exciting moment; ?.Iab clinging to the capstan and holding up the lantern; Marian and the boy cowering behind ■i coil of ropes; myself, maul in hand, groping f"r the pin by which the chain is fasrened to the ring of the anchor. After a good deal of hammering—for I nide several bad shots—I succeeded, hough more bv good luck than address. I'tie anchor dropped into the sea, and the nige cable tl *w through the hawse-hole in 1 sheet of tl ime. What with the wind and tide, the ship had a good deal of way on ner; and when the anchor took ground, she brought to with a shock that shook tier like a leaf, dashed the lantern from Mob’s baud, and sent me sprawling into .lie scupper. W ■ hud to find our way aft in the dark— 10 easy task, for the force of the wind increased ev wy minute, and the ship heaved md rolled viciously. • Can we do anything more?” asked Mab, vhen we were all iu the saloon. She had lost tier hat: tier disheveled hair was damp 'Vitli spray; her face Hushed with exposure to the storm, her eyes aglow with excitenent; and as she stool there near the swinging-lamp, erect an 1 fearless, she looked wondrously handsome. “Tiie only tiling more we can do,” I said, ‘is to hang a lantern in the mizz >n-top; not Tint I think it will be of any use. No boat could live in this sea; but it is well uot to throw away a chance.” “How long do you suppose we shall have :o remain iiere, then?” “That depends on how long the storm asta; but at any rate until sunrise.” “In that case I may as well resume my nterrupted novel. If any change takes ibioe either for tho better or worse, Mr. Krle, kindly let me know.” And with that she sat down and went on with her reudng ns unconcernedly as if she had been iu jer own room at Fairhaven. As for me, I lighted another lantern, and after at least three narrow escapes of falling overboard, succeeded in fixing it securely in the mizzen-top. This done, I returned to the quarter-deck and remained there—I cannot say on the lookout, as there was nothing to lie seen— for I had an uneasy feeling that something would happen, and not for the better. The wind continued to blow in gusts so fierce that I was more than once nearly carried over the taffrail. I could not have made my way to the fore-part of the ship to save my life; and though the cable was invisible. I knew that the strain on it must be terrific. And the wind did not always come from the same quarter. Several times it veered completely round, the ship veering with it, till at last (being unable to see the compass) I hail not the most remote idea in which direction lay the land. This went on some hours, and about midnight (as nearly as I could tell) what I dreaded came to pass—the anchor began to drag. At first I thought I might be mistaken, but when I felt sure that the ship moved I went below ami Informed Mab. “1 am not surprised,” she said, laying down her book. “Tnis wind would move anything. What shall we do?” “Wait the issue of events. What else can we do? We are helpless. It is impossible to let go another anchor." “That settles the question. Well, if wg cannot struggle, we may at least hopf. Whither are we moving?” “I don’t know. I have not another lantern. One was broken in the bows, another is at the mizz n-’op. The rest must have been taken ashore. I only hope we are not moving toward the Island. In that case it won’t be long before the ship is dashed to piec >s.” “And If we are moving toward the Painted Hocks it wi'l tie still worse.” “Perhaps. Hut we shall be longer in getting there.” “We are between Scylla and Charyhdis.” "Very much so; and if the cable parts— But we may possibly keep on dragging until tiie wind goes down, and that, I take it, is our sole hope, if you can call it hope.” "At any rate, t iggv is hoi) 1 ; and while hope exists despair would be a crime. I don’t despair; do you?” “It would be a criu • if I did, with such an example of high courage before me.” This was no mere compliment. In truth, she bore ijerself so bravely, and looked so bright and serene withal, that I could not for very shame allow myself to be discouraged. although, to tell the truth, I should have been sorry (speaking professionally) to iiiMttre the ship or our own lives for a premium of ninety-five per cent. "You are surely not going on deck again?” she said, as I made toward tiie companion. “You can do no goo I, and you must be very tired. Sit down here and rest awhile.” The queen was right. My presence on deck just then could serve no useful purpose, so I gladly accepted her invitation; 'md ! was so overcome «iih excitement and fatigue that I had hardly sat down when I fell fast asleep. I must have slept a long time, for I was awakened by Mab telling me tluvt day was breaking, and suggested that we had better go on deck. The storm w»s still raging, the anchor still dragging, and all round was a wild waste of angry water lashed into foam by the fierce ami fitful wind. On one side of us lay tho island, shrouded in gloom; on the other were faintly visible the Painted Rocks, against which the waves were beating with a long, hollow roar like that of distant timnder. The sun was above the horizon, shining through a deep rift in tiie heavy Hotvls, like n fiery iv'd atlhe bottom of a hole, and throwing a ruddy glare over the heaving sen. It was a grand, yet dreary and awful ■e.'ne. and though Mab still looked calm and confident, anil I tried to lie hopeful, I saw no way of escape. The ship being invisible from tiie shore, we could exp ct no help from that quarter, even if h boat could have weathered the storm: and, unless I was much mistaken, we were a long wav past F'llrhavi-n and the creek. Tire “Diana” was moving in a direction nor’west by west—that is to say, obliquely toward tiie Painted Rocks The rate of her proere- -■ was regulated by the wind; wUen ‘t Men- hnrd she went fast; wht-u the wind fell off. as it did at Intervals, she became Ialmost stationary. But, at the utmost, we could not count on a respite of more than three or four hours; an 1 once among

♦he Painted Rocks, our doom would be sealed. The ship must needs go to pieces at once, and the strongest swimmer in the world could not resist the Impact of those terrible waves. Tae storm, moreover, •bowed no sign of abatement, anil as the barometer was as low as ever, we could not count on any change for the better before night—perhaps not even then. "Not a very cheerful outlook,” said Mab, aft^T a long silence, during which her thoughts had doubtless been of tiie same color ns my own. "Nevertheless, I have a strong feeling that we shall escape, though I confess I don’t see how: and, as you know, ray presentiments have a way of coming true. And I dreamed, a little while ago, as I slept in the saloon, that I saw a rainbow.” ’ You consider that a goo 1 omen?” “How could you wish for a better? And, see, there is a rainbow!” It was rgue. Rain had begun to fall, and over the rocks and the mist, and, ns it seemed, toucliing them both, bnng a most beautiful bow. But only for a moment: a black cloud pas"!'d tiefore the sun, and the "sign*' vanished as suddenly ys it had appeared. “Keep up your courage, Mr. Krle!" exclaimed Mab. “lam now sure that we shall escape. The raiubow was sent to give us new hope.” Hardly had she spoken, when, ns tf to belie her words, the wind, which had lately fallen off a little, rose again, and tiie "Diana” drifted more rapidly than before. Nearer and nearer she drove toward the f.#nl rocks, and the din of the waves heating against them, and the roar of the storm, were so great that wo could not hear each other speak. It seemed as if nothing on earth could prevent our destruction. But as we drew within a mile of the barrier, the wind lulled once more, and the anchor ceased to drag. Death now literally stared us In the face. When the next gust came we should not have five minutes to live. I went forward to tiie bows to look at the cable. It was all paid out, and as rigid as a bar of iron. I was watching it ii»tently, and wondering how near it was to tho “breaking strain,” when Mab joined me. “What do you think of the rainbow now?” I said. “It does not appear to have done us much good.” “I shall not give up hope, Mr. Krle, until the ship is on those rocks and I find myself in the water^' was tho undaunted answer; “and even then— Good heavens! what is that?” “Where?” “Beyond the Painted Rocks.” I looked, but saw nothing: and then, remembering how much sharper were the queen’s eyes than mine; I had recourse 11 my glass. Well might she exclaim and stand with outstretched arm and blanched face. A great wail of water, black and solid, higher than the Painted Rocks, higher than the “Diana’s” masts, wascoming nut of the mist and sweeping swiftly toward us. For a moment 1 was too much taken aback either to think or speak. I was lost in astonishment and dread. But by a strong effort I recovered my presence of mind. "It must be a tidal wave,” I said. “I have often heard of them, but this is the first I ever saw. If it strikes us while tiie ship is at anchor we shall go under and never come up again; I am enough of a sailor to know that.” “What will you do, then?” "Slip the cable and trust to Providence.” “Well said, Mr. Krle. Can Idoanything to help you?” “Yes: there is only one hatch open. Shut It, and tell Marian and Buttercup to stay where they are. Then lash yourself firmly to something." All this passed in a few seconds, and I stood by. maul in hand, r 'ady to slip the cable, taking care no’, to do it too soon, lest the ship should drive on the rocks bofore we were overtaken by the wave. As it leaped over them I knocked the pin out of the shackle. Away 11 nv the coble, and without a moment's delay 1 lashed myself to the capstan. Mab ha 1 fastened herself to the foremast. What happened next I can hardly tell. The huge wave curled over us, then a cascade of green water fell on the deck, and for a minute or two all was darkness. We were under water, and I verily thought the ship was going to the boitoni; but she came up again like astrong swimmer after a deep dive, and sometimes on her beamends, sometimes stern foremost, rolling, pitching, plunging, gyrating like a twig on a mill-stream, was carried madly forward ou the crest of that mighty wave. I began to think we were out of the fry-ing-pan into the fire; for to he flung ashore at the speed we were going would be quite as bad as falling foul of the Paint ed Rocks. The const toward which we were driving was strange to me—a part of the island I had not seen before—low and thickly wooded, and I saw no signs of life or cultivation. On sped the wave, as remorseless as fate; It rushed up a sandy beach, carried u» over the tree-i.ips. amt finally left the “Diana” high and dry, stranded in a ravine at least two miles from the shore.

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CHAPTER XXIV.—SAVED. We were saved, but I was so dazed with the speed at which we had driven, the rolling of the ship, the rush ej the wave, and the tumult of tho storm, so overwrought with excitement and suspense, that it took me some time to realize the fact and to make sure that the sea hail done its worst, and that I might safely unloose myself from the capstan. So soon as 1 fully recovered my senses, my first thought was of Queen Mab. She was still lashed to the foremast—like myself, drenched to the skin; her long black hair, which reached to her waist, banging loose over her shoulders. “Let me release you,” I sai l. “We are aground on dry land, or land that soon will be dry.” “We nre quite safe, then?” "Quite.” “Thunk Heaven!” she exclah»)“d. fervently. "This has indeed been an ordeal. Heforetim* I had persuaded myself that when my hour came I should not fear to die; but as that wave struck us and the water came over me, ami 1 lelt as if wo were going down, down, and should see the bright sun, my beautiful Fair Island, and those 1 love”—here she looked at me [to be convinced.j

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