Sea breezes that made men stronger, made shorter and more stubbly plants.

Seaweeds of all kinds were scattered over the paths, leaves from growths in another element, proving the existence of a neighbouring world; their briny odour mingled with the perfume of the heather.
Now and again Gaud met passers-by, sea-folk, who could be seen a long way off, over the bare country, outlined and magnified against the high sea-line.

Pilots or fishers, seeming to watch the great sea, in passing her wished her good-day.

Broad sun-burnt faces were theirs, manly and determined under their easy caps.
Time did not go quickly enough, and she really did not know what to do to lengthen the way; these people seemed surprised at seeing her walk so slowly.
What could Yann be doing at Loguivy?
Courting the girls, perhaps.
Ah! if she only had known how little he troubled his head about them! He had simply gone to Loguivy to give an order to a basket-maker, who was the only one in the country knowing how to weave lobster pots.

His mind was very free from love just now.
She passed a chapel, at such a height it could be seen remotely.