Fatio's view ahead was blocked by sail and rigging, but Eliza was in the clear, and she could see the top of William's mast protruding above a low hummock of sand and beach-scrub. The Prince's sailer was heeled over, but not so much as theirs, since he lacked a human counter-weight. He was perhaps half a mile ahead. Halfway between them, but coming up on them rapidly, was the said hummock, which (Eliza realized) was just the sort of visual obstacle behind which the dragoons would want to set up their ambuscade. And indeed she could see the mast of William's sailer swinging up to vertical as he faltered and lost speed . . .