At least I know an air by which she will recognize me, if I do but hum a stave." "Why, you do not even know that that light is hers!--Down, for your life!" And Amyas dragged him down into the bushes on his left hand; for one of the negroes, wakening suddenly with a cry, had sat up, and began crossing himself four or five times, in fear of "Duppy," and mumbling various charms, ayes, or what not.
The light above was extinguished instantly.
"Did you see her ?" whispered Frank.
"No." "I did--the shadow of the face, and the neck! Can I be mistaken ?" And then, covering his face with his hands, he murmured to himself, "Misery! misery! So near and yet impossible ?" "Would it be the less impossible were you face to face?
Let us go back.
We cannot go up without detection, even if our going were of use.

Come back, for God's sake, ere all is lost! If you have seen her, as you say, you know at least that she is alive, and safe in his house--" "As his mistress?
or as his wife?
Do I know that yet, Amyas, and can I depart until I know ?" There was a few minutes' silence, and then Amyas, making one last attempt to awaken Frank to the absurdity of the whole thing, and to laugh him, if possible, out of it, as argument had no effect-- "My dear fellow, I am very hungry and sleepy; and this bush is very prickly; and my boots are full of ants--" "So are mine .-- Look!" and Frank caught Amyas's arm, and clenched it tight.
For round the farther corner of the house a dark cloaked figure stole gently, turning a look now and then upon the sleeping negroes, and came on right toward them.
"Did I not tell you she would come ?" whispered Frank, in a triumphant tone.
Amyas was quite bewildered; and to his mind the apparition seemed magical, and Frank prophetic; for as the figure came nearer, incredulous as he tried to be, there was no denying that the shape and the walk were exactly those of her, to find whom they had crossed the Atlantic.

True, the figure was somewhat taller; but then, "she must be grown since I saw her," thought Amyas; and his heart for the moment beat as fiercely as Frank's.
But what was that behind her?
Her shadow against the white wall of the house.

Not so.

Another figure, cloaked likewise, but taller far, was following on her steps.