A man like you, McTee, ought to taste his death a while before it comes.

Come to me ar-rms, captain, I've a little secret to whisper in your ear.
Whisht! 'Twill not be long in the tellin'!" McTee replied with a snarl, and the two commenced to circle slowly, drawing nearer at every step.

On the very edge of leaping forward, Harrigan was astonished to see McTee straighten from his crouch and point out to sea.
"The eye of God!" muttered the Scotchman.

"She was right!" Harrigan jumped back lest this should prove a maneuver to place him off his guard, and then looked in the indicated direction.

It was true; a point of light, a white eye, peered at them from far across the water.
Then the shout of McTee rang joyously: "A ship!" "The fire!" answered Harrigan, and pointed back to the hill, for Kate had allowed the flames to fall in their absence.
All thought of the battle left them.