"
He was gone down the flight of rustic steps on the face of the
cliff before we could reply.
"I wish father wouldn't take it to heart so," murmured Gladys.
"Sometimes I fear that success or failure of this boat means life
or death to him."
"That is exactly why we are here," reassured Kennedy, turning
earnestly to her, "to help him to settle this thing at once. This
is a beautiful spot," he added, as we stood on the edge of the
cliff and looked far out over the tossing waves of the sound.
"What is on that other point?" asked Kennedy, turning again toward
the harbour itself.
"There is a large cottage colony there," she replied. "Of course
many of the houses are still closed so early in the season, but it
is a beautiful place in the summer. The hotel over there is open
now, though."
"You must have a lively time when the season is at its height,"
ventured Kennedy. "Do you know a cottager there, a Mrs. Brainard?"
"Oh, yes, indeed. I have known her in Washington for some time."
"No doubt the cottagers envy you your isolation here," remarked
Kennedy, turning and surveying the beautifully kept grounds.
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