“By all the saints, he shall not escape my vengeance!”

Alice then entered into the particulars related by Nancy Corbett, and already known to the reader.  She had just concluded when Father Innis made his appearance from the cave.

“Welcome, thrice welcome, holy father.”

“Welcome, too, my son.  Say, do we start to-night?”

“Not till to-morrow night,” replied the husband of Alice, who having ascertained that in all probability Cornbury would come that night, determined, at all risks, to get possession of him:  “we could well be over before daylight, and with your precious person, I must not risk too much.  You are anxiously expected.”

“And I have important news,” replied the priest; “but I will not detain you now; I perceive that your presence is wanted by your men.”

During this colloquy the women had descended the ladder, and had been assisting the men to carry up the various packages of which the boat’s cargo consisted, and they now awaited directions as to the stowing away.

“Ramsay,” said the leader, “we do not return to-night; take the men, and contrive to lift the boat up on the rocks, so that she may not be injured.”

An hour elapsed before this was effected, and then the leader, as well as the rest of the smugglers, retired to the cave to refresh themselves with sleep after their night of fatigue.  As usual, one woman kept watch, and that woman was Nancy Corbett.  The ladder had been hauled up, and she was walking up and down, with her arms under a shawl, to a sort of stamping trot, for the weather was frosty, when she heard a low whistle at the west side of the flat.

“Oh, ho! have I lured you, you traitorous villain?” muttered Nancy, “you come in good time:”  and Nancy walked to the spot where the ladder was usually lowered down, and looked over.  Although the moon had risen, it was too dark on that side of the platform to distinguish more than that there was a human form, who repeated the whistle.

“What’s o’clock?” said Nancy, in a low tone.

“Do you want the right time to a minute?” replied a voice, which was recognised as Cornbury’s.  Nancy lowered down the ladder, and Cornbury ascended the platform.

“I am glad you are come, Cornbury.  Have you heard anything of Wahop?”

“No one has seen or heard of him,” replied the man, “but I have found out what boats they were.  Did the lugger come over to-night?”

“Yes,” replied Nancy, “but I must go in and let Mistress Alice know that you are here.”

Nancy’s abrupt departure was to prevent Cornbury from asking if the boat had remained, or returned to the French coast; for she thought it not impossible that the unusual circumstance of the boat remaining, might induce him to suppose that his treachery had been discovered, and to make his immediate escape, which he, of course, could have done, and given full information of the cave and the parties who frequented it.