to Jamestown to see Napoleon land. When they reached the wharf it was dusk and crowds of people were gathered on every side.
"I did not know there were so many people on the island," whispered Betsy, as she pressed closer to her sister. "Do you suppose he will be in the first boat?"
"I don't know. But see, it is coming!"
"Yes, little ladies," said a bystander, "Bonaparte will surely be in the first boat."
"Here it is, here it is," cried Betsy. "Look, Jane, look!"
Even as she spoke, the passengers from the longboat were coming ashore, and although it was seven o'clock in the evening, there was still enough light to enable the watchers to see the figures of those who were landing.
The girls strained their eyes. Three men marched slowly up from the ship's boat.
"See," cried Betsy, "probably Napoleon is in the middle."
"That little man, and in an overcoat!"
"Yes, for there is something flashing, probably a diamond."
"A man with a diamond! How foolish!" objected Jane.
