Anemones, green and red, clung to the shining rocks, and crabs of all sizes scuttled away at her approach.
"What a lot of retainers he must have!" said Chris.
She was nearing the Gothic archway, and her heart began to beat fast in anticipation.

What she really expected to find she could not have said.
But undoubtedly this particular cave was many degrees more mysterious and more eerie than any other she had ever explored.

It was very lonely, and the cliff that frowned above her was very black.

The afternoon sun shone genially upon all things, however, and this gave her courage.
The waves foamed among the rocks but a few yards from the jutting headland.

Already the tide was turning.