bank。 A boatman awaited them。 Nell and her friends took their seats； the sail was spread； it quickly filled before the northwesterly breeze； and they sped on their way。
What a new sensation was this for the maiden！ She had been rowed on the waters of Lake Malcolm； but the oar； handled ever so lightly by Harry； always betrayed effort on the part of the oarsman。 Now； for the first time； Nell felt herself borne along with a gliding movement； like that of a balloon through the air。 The water was smooth as a lake； and Nell reclined in the stern of the boat； enjoying its gentle rocking。 Occasionally the effect of the
moonlight on the waters was as though the boat sailed across a glittering silver field。 Little wavelets rippled along the banks。 It was enchanting。
At length Nell was overe with drowsiness； her eyelids drooped； her head sank on Harry's shoulder……she slept。 Harry； sorry that she should miss any of the beauties of this magnificent night； would have aroused her。
〃Let her sleep！〃 said the engineer。 〃She will better enjoy the novelties of the day after a couple of hours' rest。〃
At two o'clock in the morning the boat reached Granton pier。 Nell awoke。 〃Have I been asleep？〃 inquired she。
〃No； my child；〃 said James Starr。 〃You have been dreaming that you slept； that's all。〃
The night continued clear。 The moon； riding in mid…heaven； diffused her rays on all sides。 In the little port of Granton lay two or three fishing boats； they rocked gently on the waters of the Firth。 The wind fell as the dawn approached。 The atmosphere； clear of mists； promised one of those fine autumn days so delicious on the sea coast。
A soft； transparent film of vapor lay along the horizon； the first sunbeam would dissipate it； to t