So when the captain received his orders to proceed to Tyre with the treasure and take ship there, he and his guard took Miriam with them, and journeying easily, reached the city on the eighth day.
As it chanced their ship was not ready, so they camped on the outskirts of Paleotyrus, and by a strange accident in that very garden which had been the property of Benoni.

This place they reached after sunset one evening and set up their tents, that of Miriam and the old slave-woman being placed on the seashore next to the tent of her protector.

This night she slept well, and being awakened at the dawn by the murmur of the sea among the rocks, went to the door of the tent and looked out.
All the camp was sleeping, for here they had no enemy to fear, and a great calm lay upon the sea and land.

Presently the mist lifted and the rays of the rising sun poured across the blue ocean and its gray, bordering coast.
With that returning light, as it happened, the light returned also into Miriam's darkened mind.

She became aware that this scene was familiar; she recognised the outlines of the proud and ancient island town.