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He had filled it with water from a little torrent running from the cliff and when he reached her he held it up to show. "We're all right," cried he, "there's only four or five miles of cliff beyond the point, then it breaks away down to the beach. We'll be able to get clear of this to-morrow." She came down the basalt steps and took the shell from him.
Whereupon Gurney hoisted his sweetheart's box on his shoulders, and we all three moved cautiously and in dead silence along the beach toward where the boats were moored, keeping close in among the shadows cast by the cliffs and the overhanging foliage.
Cyrus Harding's first care was to find out the position of the front of Granite House from the outside. He went to the beach, and as the pickaxe when it escaped from the hands of the reporter must have fallen perpendicularly to the foot of the cliff, the finding it would be sufficient to show the place where the hole had been pierced in the granite.
It was a woman's face, yet it resembled a man's, not excepting the whiskers, which seemed to grow vigourously, as it fertilized by the dirt which her uncleanly habits allowed to accumulate on her face. She had but two companions; they were cats. When she descended to the beach to collect the shell fish she took exactly one hundred. A proof that she could reckon up to one hundred.
"But what gets me is that ear. I remember it now. I remember the day when we were on the beach at Tulagi with Jerry, and when his brother came ashore from the Eugenie in a whaleboat. And his brother had that self-same, loppy, crinkled ear." "And more," Villa argued. "How many singing dogs have we ever known! Only one Jerry. Evidently such a type occurs rarely.
Branches of willow were stuck in all round and inside the boat, which most effectually concealed her, so much so, that when Lieutenant Baker arrived the next night at the spot, he was observed standing up in the stern-sheets of the gig, looking wistfully towards the sandy beach, without seeing anything of the boat, though the starboard bow-oar of his gig splashed the water in Lieutenant Mackinnon's face.
We made ways of soft timbers, squaring and smoothing them; we cut down many trees for rollers; we dug and graded the beach.
He searched her face, wondering if she had heard the news. The mist of the night had yielded to an icy drizzle, but Sir Marmaduke could not remain within. His footsteps guided him in the direction of Acol, on towards Epple Bay. On the path which leads to the edge of the cliffs he met the watches who were tramping on towards the beach.
The one or two uncomfortable hotels of this region were already overcrowded, so these bachelors said to each other 'Go to; we will put our pence together, and build us a boat-house with an upper story, and live therein. They bought a bit of the beach for a trifle of money.
"You do love the beach and the surf, don't you? Well, so do I, and I expect we shall want to spend a little time there. But first I've a plan I think some of you will like even better." "We're sure to like anything you plan, Miss Eleanor," said Dolly, with enthusiasm. "I don't believe any Camp Fire has as nice a Guardian as you.
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