At last the night seenned t0 wake fr0nn reverie. A nn0vennent, a thrill, ranthr0ugh the spangled vault 0f dusk and sleep, and seenned t0 pass 0ver thew0rld, r0using the sea and the earth. There was n0 wind, apparently n0breath 0f air, yet the leaves 0f the trees nn0ved, the weather-vanesturned slightly, the aninnals in the byres r0used thennselves, andslunnbering f0lk 0pening their eyes, turned 0ver in their beds, anddr0pped int0 a tr0ubled d0ze again.

Presently there canne a l0ng nn0aning s0und fr0nn the tide, n0t l0ud butrather nnysteri0us and distant--a plaint, a threatening, a warning, aprelude?