midnight
Then she contentedly whispered : `` I 'm going to sleep . '' And she did . As the car at last swept around a curve and took the shore road , Benton caught , far away as yet , the red and green glint of tiny port and starboard lights on the bridge of the _ Isis _ , and the long ruby and emerald shafts quivering beneath in the calm waters of the bay . In the light of a low moon , swinging down the midnight sky , the trim silhouette of the yacht stood out boldly . Cara , after sleeping through the rowboat stage of the journey , awoke on the deck of the _ Isis _ and gazed wonderingly about . In her ears was the sound of anchor chains upon the capstan . `` Is it a dream ? ''