Then she descended and dressed, and went on deck; the vessel was just passing the rocky coast of Elba, and the sky was flushed with rosy light, that made the shadows on the island of the most exquisite purple.

The sea still heaved with yesterday's storm, but the motion only added to the beauty of the sparkles and white foam that dimpled and curled on the blue waters.

The air was delicious, after the closeness of the cabin, and Ellinor only wondered that more people were not on deck to enjoy it.

One or two stragglers came up, time after time, and began pacing the deck.

Dr.
Livingstone came up before very long; but he seemed to have made a rule of not obtruding himself on Ellinor, excepting when he could be of some use.