At last she moved.

She had been looking, with intense eagerness, at one point far away in the distance.

She turned round to Mr.Strafford.
"Look!" she said; "it _is_ a sail." He rose, and looked as she pointed.
"I see nothing," he answered.
"Lucia!" she said impatiently, "can't you see it ?" But Lucia shook her head.

She had fancied several times already that she saw something.
Mrs.Costello said no more just then.

A minute or two afterwards, however, she spoke still more positively.
"It is a boat with two sails.