It was a blessed thing indeed to open my eyes again upon the daylight, and to find myself in the society of men. The forecastle was a roomy place enough, set all about with berths, in which the men of the watch below were seated smoking, or lying down asleep. The day being calm and the wind fair, the scuttle was open, and not only the good daylight, but from time to time (as the ship rolled) a dusty beam of sunlight shone in, and dazzled and delighted me.

David Balfour

This scene is where Mr. Riach frees David Balfour from captivity aboard the Covenant. He’s finally free to go above deck after days in darkness.

David’s absorbing the daylight like Superman does the sun, and appreciating being among the “society” of men again.

What small things do we take for granted?

Stevenson, Robert Louis. Kidnapped. New York: Running Press, 1989. pp57