Chapter 11

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌⁠The Southampton steamer approached St. Malo about three o'clock on the following afternoon. Robert and Brigit had spent the night on deck—it was better than going below into the close, dreary cabin—and so they counted the stars, and kept their gaze, through the vast reaches of atmosphere, for the first sight of land. The moon, then at its full strength, lit up the whole blue dome above them, and c