It was still daylight, but with a purple gleam across the waters, when LeVere arrived on deck for my relief.

We were talking together abaft the wheel when Estada appeared in the companion-way.
"Every promise of a clear night," he said, glancing about at the horizon.

"Better change the course two points east LeVere; we are lying in too close to the coast for our purpose.

The table call will come very shortly, Senor Gates." I washed up hastily in my stateroom, and came out into the cabin perplexed as to what might occur within the next few moments.

Yet whatever the result, there was no avoiding it.