The new voyagers took supper in the Captain’s cabin, and afterwards returned to the deck and remained on it until the sun set and the stars came out.
“Oh, this sense of release from danger! Oh, this delightful sense of freedom! And the heavenly starlit sky, and the beautiful water, and the delicious breeze. Oh, the world is so lovely! Oh, life and liberty is so sweet, so sweet! Oh, dear Lyon, I am so happy! And I love you so much!” she exclaimed, almost delirious with joy at her great deliverance.
It was very late before Lyon could persuade her to leave the deck.
“I am too happy to sleep,” she continually answered.
At length, however, he coaxed her to let him lead her to their state-room.
There, in the darkness and silence, she grew more composed, though not less happy. And in a few minutes after she had laid down, she fell asleep.
She slept very soundly until morning, when she was awakened by the cheerful chants of the sailors getting ready to make sail.
She lay a little while enjoying the joyous sounds that spoke to her so happily of liberty, and then she arose and dressed herself, and went up on deck, leaving Lyon still asleep.
The sun was just rising, and the harbor was beautiful. She walked about, talking now to the captain, and now to one of the men, and exciting wonder among them all, at her happiness.
At length she was joined by her husband, who had waked up the moment she had left him, and got up immediately, and dressed and followed her.