All is over." At that moment the wind changed: a soft breeze sprang up from the south: the mist dispersed; the sun shone forth and, under the mild light of an autumnal noon, the fleet turned back, passed round the lofty cape of Berry Head, and rode safe in the harbour of Torbay.

[506] Since William looked on that harbour its aspect has greatly changed.

The amphitheatre which surrounds the spacious basin now exhibits everywhere the signs of prosperity and civilisation.

At the northeastern extremity has sprung up a great watering place, to which strangers are attracted from the most remote parts of our island by the Italian softness of the air; for in that climate the myrtle flourishes unsheltered; and even the winter is milder than the Northumbrian April.

The inhabitants are about ten thousand in number.