Certainly, it seemed as if some great protection had been given to his comrades and himself in the last day or two.

He looked up through the evergreen veil at the peaceful stars, and gave thanks and gratitude.
The night continued to lighten.

New constellations swam into the heavenly blue, and the surface of the lake as far as eye could range was a waving mass of molten silver.

The portion of the Indian fleet that had come back from the south was passing.

It was almost precisely opposite the covert now and not more than three hundred yards from the base of the cliff.