She was standing bareheaded now at the edge of the cliff, watching the flight of the bird.

It was delightful to see the faint pink come back to her cheeks with the sting of the salt wind.
Nevertheless, I had an idea in my mind that it was not wholly for her health's sake that Lady Angela walked abroad so early.
"Tell me," she said presently, "have you had a visitor this morning ?" "What, at this hour ?" I exclaimed.
"There are other early risers besides you and me," she said.

"The spinney gate was open, so some one has passed through." I shook my head.
"I have not seen or heard a soul," I told her.

"I have just finished some work, and I am on my way up to the house with it." "You really mean it ?" she persisted.
"Of course I do," I answered her.

"Grooton is the only person I have spoken to for at least nine hours.