"Nor any one else, I suspect," answered Ireton, winking significantly. ’ ‘We had other matters on hand this morning,’ Roding told him sharply. She observed the tides, amazed by how high the water could rise, almost touching the tops of the cliffs. It was she! The Dawn Pearl! He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran down to the beach. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. She recognized the face but could not quite place it. “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. The passion of pent-up speech compelled action of some sort.
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