She had missed it, and as a consequence sat here on the shore as Mrs.Charles Stow.
This brought her to the present, and she turned from the outline of St.
Michael's Mount to look about for her husband's form.

He was, as far as she could discover, no longer in the sea.

Then he was dressing.

By moving a few steps she could see where his clothes lay.

But Charles was not beside them.
Baptista looked back again at the water in bewilderment, as if her senses were the victim of some sleight of hand.