Presently she made another discovery, that she was alone, utterly alone, even her father's cabin being untenanted.
The rest need not be repeated in detail.

Throwing on some garments, and a red cloak of North-country frieze, she made her way to the deck to find that the ship was abandoned by every living soul, including her own father; why, or under what circumstances, remained a mystery.

She retreated into the captain's cabin, which was on deck, being afraid to go below again in the darkness, and sheltered there until the light came.

Then she went out, and though the dim, mist-laden dawn crept forward to the forecastle, and staring over the side discovered that the prow of the ship was fixed upon a rock, while her stern and waist, which floated clear, heaved and rolled with every sea.

As she stood thus the vessel slipped back along the reef three feet or more, throwing her to the deck, and thrilling her from head to foot with the most sickening sensation she had ever experienced.