to dilate, his eyes to flash, his hands unclasped themselves,
and he stretched out his arms, as if to welcome a long expected
friend. But presently the rays of the sun began to stream over the
swelling upland and light up the surface of the river, and fainter and
fainter shone the clouds, until they gradually melted into the blue
depth away. It was then a shade of disappointment, as it seemed,
passed over the face of the man. Its rapt expression faded, he cast
a look almost of reproach to heaven, and his feelings found vent in
words.

"Hast Thou not said, 'Behold, I come quickly?' Why then delay the
wheels of Thy chariot? O, Lord, I have waited for Thy salvation. In
the night-watches, at midnight, at cock-crowing, and in the morning,
have I been mindful of Thee. But chiefly at the dawn hath my soul gone
forth to meet Thee, for then shall appear the sign of the Son of Man
in Heaven, and they shall see him coming in the clouds of Heaven, with
power and great glory. And he shall send His angels with a great sound
of a trumpet, and they shall gather together His elect from one end of
Heaven to the other."

His eyes glared wildly round, then fell and fastened on the ground,
and for a few moments he remained immovable as a statue, after which,
with an air of dejection, he turned as if about to enter the hut. At
that moment the report of a gun from the shore close by was heard, and
looking, up he saw a man fall from the sloping bank upon the beach.

If there had been any appearance of weakness or infirmity before in
the Recluse, it now vanished. Nothing could exceed the promptitude and
energy of his movements. To rush to the water, to throw himself into
a boat, to unfasten it from the stake to which it was tied, and with a
vigorous push to send it half-way across the channel, was the work of
but an instant. A few dextrous and strong strokes of the paddle soon
sent it grating on the pebbled shore, and with a bound he was by the
side of the prostrate man. He lay with his face to the ground, with
one arm stretched out, and the other cramped up beneath his body. Near
him the leaves and grass were stained with drops of blood, and at a
short distance a gun was lying.

The old man passed his arm around the stranger, to raise him from his
recumbent position. The motion must have occasioned pain, for a low
groan was heard. But it, at least, attested the presence of life,
and there was consolation in even those sad sounds. With all