The marshes were still green; they lay, a half moon of fantastic shapes, each parted from the other by pink water.

Beyond them was the inlet dividing us from the mainland, and that inlet was three leagues in width.

We turned and looked seaward.

Naught but leaping waves white-capped to the horizon.
"We touched here the time we went against the French at Port Royal and St.Croix," I said.

"We had heard a rumor that the Bermuda pirates had hidden gold here.