Ecstacy of freedom, air and the stars. Alice—Alice Dawn! She put her forehead upon her knees and laughed. “Oh, all of you, what will you not see to-morrow! Now you have your miracle!”
The ship coming closer and closer, a tall ship and making ready to sail. “Whither? And will I find Ailsa?”
“I cannot tell as to that. Diccon Wright, the master there, is a helpful man. And the Saints are above us. I do not fully know,” said Thomas under breath, “what I have done!”
The ship came near. “Ah, how dark it was in prison! Thank you and bless you!”
Andromeda lay across the northeast, the Crown was in the west, the Swan overhead. “Ship oars,” said Diccon. “Here we are!”
“You quit me now, Thomas?”
“Aye. I must be at home and in bed if there come any calling!”
“Are you endangered?”
“No! They will call it again the devil. Where all have tender hands he is the best one to pull the nuts from the fire!”