Peyrou waited with impatience the arrival of the young seaman who was accustomed to relieve his watch.
He was anxious to warn Raimond V. of the wicked designs he attributed to the Bohemian.
About two o’clock, Peyrou was astonished to see Mile, des Anbiez, accompanied by Stephanette.
Reine approached him with evident embarrassment.
Without sharing the superstitious ideas of the inhabitants of the gulf, in reference to the watchman on Cape l’Aigle, she felt irresistibly impelled to consult him upon a subject which she could not think of without sadness. The young girl had received new evidences of the remembrance cherished by Erebus, through the same unknown and mysterious way.
All her efforts, and all of Stephanette’s, had proved unavailing in discovering the source of these strange communications.
Through an unpardonable obstinacy, and a foolish love of the marvellous, Reine had concealed everything from her father and Honorât.
Honorât had left Maison-Forte, in a fit of jealousy as painful as it was unreasonable.
On the evening of the day the overseers of the port held their session, Reine, as she knelt before her praying-desk, had found a rosary of sandalwood of the most marvellous workmanship.
The clasp by which it was to be attached to her belt again bore the enamelled imprint of the little dove of which we have spoken,—the symbol of the remembrance and the love of the unknown.