The bay was deserted now.

They were Fortescue Indians whom I had seen at the island, and I felt quite sure they could not follow the _Spray_ in the present hard blow.

Not to neglect a precaution, however, I sprinkled tacks on deck before I turned in.
On the following day the loneliness of the place was broken by the appearance of a great steamship, making for the anchorage with a lofty bearing.

She was no Diego craft.

I knew the sheer, the model, and the poise.