A schooner was standing in to the river mouth, her sails glowing rosily in the last of the sunset light.
Colville turned to see whether River Andrew had noticed, and saw that landsman looking skyward with an eye that seemed to foretell the early demise of a favouring wind.
"That's 'The Last Hope,'" he said, in answer to Dormer Colville's question.

"And it will take all Seth Clubbe's seamanship to save the tide.

'The Last Hope.' There's many a 'Hope,' built at Farlingford, and that's the last, for the yard is closed and there's no more building now." The Marquis de Gemosac had turned away from the grave, but as Colville approached him he looked back to it with a shake of the head.
"After eight centuries of splendour, my friend," he said.

"Can that be the end--that ?" "It is not the end," answered Colville, cheerfully.

"It is only the end of a chapter.