"Good, and have you see how?"
"No," replied Ruby, "I tell you candidly that I can see no way of escape."
"Ver good, sare; mind your helm."
At that moment a bright star of the first magnitude rose on the horizon, right ahead of them.
"Ha! dat is a star," said the Frenchman, after a few moments' observation of it.
"Stars don't go out," replied Ruby, as the light in question disappeared.
"It is de light'ouse den?"
"I don't know," said Ruby, "but we shall soon see."
Just then a thought flashed into Ruby's mind. His heart beat quick, his eye dilated, and his lip was tightly compressed as it came and went. Almost at the same moment another star rose right ahead of them. It was of a deep red colour; and Ruby's heart beat high again, for he was now certain that it was the revolving light of the Bell Rock, which shows a white and red light alternately every two minutes.
"Voilà! that must be him now," exclaimed the Frenchman, pointing to the light, and looking enquiringly at Ruby.