CHAPTER 5.
THE HOME COMING Dr.David Blythe had sent his horse and buggy to meet them, and the urchin who had brought it slipped away with a sympathetic grin, leaving them to the delight of driving alone to their new home through the radiant evening.
Anne never forgot the loveliness of the view that broke upon them when they had driven over the hill behind the village.

Her new home could not yet be seen; but before her lay Four Winds Harbor like a great, shining mirror of rose and silver.

Far down, she saw its entrance between the bar of sand dunes on one side and a steep, high, grim, red sandstone cliff on the other.

Beyond the bar the sea, calm and austere, dreamed in the afterlight.

The little fishing village, nestled in the cove where the sand-dunes met the harbor shore, looked like a great opal in the haze.