The wind howled in fitful gusts, and as their road led by the sea-side, Montagu shuddered to hear how rough and turbulent the sea was, even on the sands.

He stumbled once or twice, and then the Doctor kindly drew his trembling arm through his own, and made him describe the whole occurrence, while the servant went on in front with the lantern.

When Montagu told how Williams had braved the danger of reaching his friend at the risk of his life, Dr.Rowlands' admiration was unbounded.

"Noble boy," he exclaimed, with enthusiasm; "I shall find it hard to believe any evil of him after this." They reached Ellan, and went to the boat-house.
"Have you put out the life-boat ?" said Dr.Rowlands anxiously.
"Ill luck, sir," said one of the sailors, touching his cap; "the life-boat went to a wreck at Port Vash two days ago, and she hasn't been brought round again yet." "Indeed! but I do trust you have sent out another boat to try and save those poor boys." "We've been trying, sir, and a boat has just managed to start; but in a sea like that it's very dangerous, and it's so dark and gusty that I doubt it's no use, so I expect they'll put back." The Doctor sighed deeply.

"Don't alarm any other people," he said; "it will merely raise a crowd to no purpose.