And a little way out upon that expanse twinkled the lights of a vessel.

A chain rattled.

Voices shouting exultingly came to their ears.
"Why!" exclaimed Grace in excited wonder, "it's the packet! She was due this morning, but we didn't expect her in till to-morrow.

How did she find her way in the fog?
I must tell uncle." She started to run toward the house.

The minister would have followed with the umbrella, but she stopped him.
"No, Mr.Ellery," she urged earnestly.