Mary has been forced by her Uncle Joss to travel with him and his drunken men.
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It's morning.
I've just woken up in my bed in Jamaica Inn.
Memories of what I saw on Christmas Eve haunt me like a nightmare.
My uncle forced me to travel with him and his drunken men on Christmas Eve.
I was so tired on that journey that while they were singing drunken songs, I fell asleep.
When I woke up, they had gone.
The carriage doors were locked, but I escaped through the window.
They had brought me to the coast.
It was a cold, misty night.
But from where I was standing on the cliff top, I could see my uncle and his gang below on the shore.
Silent and still.
They were watching the tide coming in like a beast waiting to pounce.
The mist began to clear and a light appeared on a nearby cliff.
At last, the officers the vicar had spoken about were coming.
But my hope disappeared quickly.
Another light appeared out at sea.
This one was moving up and down.
I realized then with horror what was happening.