. Highways and byways in Devon and Cornwall. 376 WESTWARD HO ! ch. xx in, too, with all sails set. A large ship; nearly a thousandtons she might be ; but not of English rig. . The strangesail passed out of sight behind the hill of Appledore; and thenthere rose into the quiet evening air a cheer as from a hundredthroats. Mrs. Leigh stood still and listened. Another gunthundered among the hills, and then another cheer. It mighthave been twenty minutes before the vessel hove in sight againround the dark rocks of the Hubbastone as she turned up theBideford River. Mrs. Leigh had stood that whole ti
. Highways and byways in Devon and Cornwall. 376 WESTWARD HO ! ch. xx in, too, with all sails set. A large ship; nearly a thousandtons she might be ; but not of English rig. . The strangesail passed out of sight behind the hill of Appledore; and thenthere rose into the quiet evening air a cheer as from a hundredthroats. Mrs. Leigh stood still and listened. Another gunthundered among the hills, and then another cheer. It mighthave been twenty minutes before the vessel hove in sight againround the dark rocks of the Hubbastone as she turned up theBideford River. Mrs. Leigh had stood that whole time perfectlymotionless, a pale and scarcely breathing statue, her eyes fixedupon the Vikings Rock. Round the Hubbastone she came atlast. There was music on board, drums and fifes, shawms andtrumpets, which wakened ringing echoes from every knoll ofwood and slab of slate. And as she opened full on BurroughHouse, another cheer burst from her crew, and rolled up to thehills from off the silver waters far below, full a mile away. wa
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