[XXIX. IN THE LIGHT OF THE MOON]
LUKE'S WIFE.
[CHAPTER I.]
MOONLIGHT ON THE SEA.
"Sing," said Luke Greville, as he leant on his oars and looked at his wife sitting in the stern of the boat.
And Rachel sang.
The boat lay almost still in the silver pathway flung by the moon across the sea. There was scarcely a ripple.
Rachel's voice trembled a little when she began to sing, as a sense of mystery and wonder enveloped her. The dark sea beyond them; the earnest face of her husband lit up by the moonlight; the fact that they were quite alone on the vast waste of water, combined to fill her with awe and to make her voice a little unsteady for a moment.
Her singing thrilled her husband as he sat listening. His dream had come true; and this last evening of their honeymoon they were alone on the sea; in quiet; with God.