Outside, the rising wind began to sob as if it brought the death-gasps of the drowned men back to their Fatherland.
Night drew near; she rose and went on her way.

After having asked in the village, she found the home of the Gaos family, which was built up against a high cliff.

A dozen granite steps led up to it.

Trembling a little at the thought that Yann might have returned, she crossed the small garden where chrysanthemums and veronicas grew.
When she was indoors, she explained she had come to bring the money for the boat, and they very politely asked her to sit down, to await the father's return, as he was the one to sign the receipt for her.

Amidst all, her eyes searched for Yann--but did not see him.
They were very busy in the home.