You will have a bungalow to yourself," continued McClintock, "and your morning meal will be your own affair. If I had known that you were here you should not have been kept waiting for a second. At other times, it would seem that the sea itself had gone away. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. Poor young lady! She trembled too, and was unable to give her evidence.
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