He had almost forgotten but it came back to him now.

It was the old Jolly Roger--the old master come to life again.
In the clear stillness of the morning one might have heard that shouting song half a mile away.

But McKay was no longer afraid.

As the storm seemed to have cleaned the world so the sun cleared his soul of its last shadow of doubt.

It was not merely an omen or a promise, but for him proclaimed a certainty.