Somehow that day slowly dragged its burning hours to sunset, the coolness of the evening came, and the swift darkness upon its heels, and once more, high up on the hillside, the vigil was renewed.

And at half-past one in the morning, far away at sea, a green light, bright as an emerald, flashed thrice and was gone.
"Did I not say to you, 'Have courage' ?" said Jose Medina.
"Quick! the Lanterns!" replied Hillyard.

"The red first! Good! Now the white.

So! And the red again.

Now we must wait!" and he sank down again upon the blanket.