XIII. DREAMING DREAMS
XIV. THE NEMESIS OF FASHION
XV. ACROSS THE BAY
XVI. ON THE STAIRS
XVII. DISCOVERY
XVIII. HOPE'S VIGIL
XIX. DE PROFUNDIS
XX. AUNT JANE TO THE RESCUE
XXI. A STORM
XXII. OUT OF THE DEPTHS
XXIII. REQUIESCAT




MALBONE.

PRELUDE.

AS one wanders along this southwestern promontory of the Isle
of Peace, and looks down upon the green translucent water which
forever bathes the marble slopes of the Pirates' Cave, it is
natural to think of the ten wrecks with which the past winter
has strewn this shore. Though almost all trace of their
presence is already gone, yet their mere memory lends to these
cliffs a human interest. Where a stranded vessel lies, thither
all steps converge, so long as one plank remains upon another.
There centres the emotion. All else is but the setting, and the
eye sweeps with indifference the line of unpeopled rocks. They
are barren, till the imagination has tenanted them with