It had become dim and red, and then seemed to go out altogether.

Had he by any possibility made a mistake?
and was he now sailing the Juno with all on board straight for the rocks?
The uncertainty lasted for a quarter of an hour, and never in his life had Salve seen so heavy a countenance as that with which Beck, whose expression discovered a trace of doubt, looked at him, evidently hesitating whether he should not take the command again himself.
But in the mean time the gleam of light shone forth again--whatever might have been the cause of its obscuration--and that night Salve Kristiansen brought the Juno safely into Merdoe..