have every cask a dozen miles from this before they are back.
Just you go home, good woman, and your husband will be there before
long."

Susan, however, had no intention of leaving the spot. Again she
entreated Dore, almost with tears, to warn off the cutter, alleging that
there was already too much surf on the beach to allow the boats to land
with safety. Dore almost angrily again refused, declaring that the
cutter had already begun to unload, and that the boats would soon be in.
Seeing that her entreaties were useless, she sat herself down on a rock
jutting out of the cliff, and tried to peer into the darkness. She
waited for some time, when footsteps were heard, and one of the men
posted to watch, came running in with the information that a party of
the revenue were approaching. Dore, coming up to her, pulled her by
force below the rock on which she had been sitting. The other men
concealed themselves under the bushes--among other rocks and in holes in
the cliff--the lights were extinguished, and the carts were heard moving
rapidly away. Not a word was spoken--the men held in their breath as
the revenue officers approached. Poor Susan almost fainted with dread--
not for herself, but for her husband. Where was he all the time? She
knew too well the smugglers' mode of proceeding not to have good cause
for fear.

"It was off here, sir, I saw the light flash," Susan heard one of the
men say. "There is a road a little further up, and the cart wheels we
heard must have passed along it."

"It is a likely spot, and must be watched."

Susan recognised the voice of the last speaker as that of Mr Belland,
the new lieutenant of the Coast Guard, reputed to be an active officer.

"Do you, Simpson and Jones, station yourselves on the top of the cliff,
and fire your pistols if you see anything suspicious," he said. "Wait
an hour, and then move back to your beats--there will be sea enough on
by that time to save us further trouble."

"Ay, ay, sir," was the brief answer.

The two preventive men took up their stations, one of them directly
above where Susan was crouching down, and the lieutenant and his party
moved on.

While these events were taking place on shore, the _Saucy Sue_ had
approached the coast. Her usual signal was made and answered in a
satisfactory manner, and preparations for landing the cargo were
forthwith commenced. There were among it silks and other valuable
articles, carefully packed in wat