Tired as she was, or as she thought herself till she found herself
enjoying the repose of the moonlight shore, there was one more walk
necessary before Annie could try to sleep.
The sea was calm, and there was scarcely any wind. If the smuggling
vessel had approached the island in any part, it could hardly have got
away again. She had not seen it from her hill-side; but she must be
satisfied that it was not on the northern shore. The western was safe
enough, from its being overlooked from Macdonald's farm.
Annie had just reached the longest and widest stretch of beach when the
large moon rose out of the still waters. There was not even the
slightest veil of mist obscuring the horizon; and the fluctuation of the
water-line was distinct upon the clear disk of the moon. The gush of
quivering light which instantaneously reached from the horizon to her
feet illumined Annie's heart no less than the scene around her. The
ripple of the little waves which played upon the pebbles was music to
her ear. In a tranquil and hopeful spirit she thought of her errand,
and looked steadily over the whole expanse of the sea, where, under the
broad moonlight, and a sky which had at this season no darkness in it,
there was certainly no vessel in sight.
Pursuing her walk northwards, she perceived a small dark object lying on
the silvery sands. When she reached it, she found it was a little cask,
which the smell declared to contain rum. By the smell, and the cask
being light, it was clear that some of the spirit had been spilled.
Annie found a small hole, beside which lay a quill. She feared that
this told too plainly of the neighbourhood of smugglers, and her heart
sunk. She went on, and immediately saw another dark object lying on the
beach--a person, as she thought. It was a woman, in the common country
clothing, sound asleep. Annie hastened to wake her, thinking it unsafe
to sleep under the moon's rays. To her extreme surprise she found it
was Lady Carse.
She could imagine the lady to have come down in hope of meeting a
smuggling vessel. She would not have wondered to meet her wandering
among the coves; but that on such an errand, at such a time, she should
be asleep, was surprising.
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