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Updated: June 16, 2025
For, as I have said, the Le Marchants of Brecqhou were more or less of mysteries to us all, and there had been such upsettings just across the water there, such upraisings and downcastings, that a man's present state was no indication of what he might have been.
Tintageu, and the Platte, and Guillaumesse, and the gleaming Autelets, and La Grune, and on the other side the great black Gouliot rocks, and Moie Batarde, and the long dark side of Brecqhou all seemed straining with wide anxious eyes to learn what was coming. There was a dull growl of surf from below, and low harsh croakings and mewings from the gulls down in Port
"If a steamer couldn't get to Sark, how should a small boat get to Brecqhou Q.E.D.?" "Gracious!" cried Margaret in dismay. "Mr. Graeme would have to catch rabbits for us and fish. And I believe there are potatoes growing outside there. Our clothing will be in rags, Meg. Mr. Graeme will be a wild man of the woods, and all our portraits will appear in the illustrated papers.
In the daytime I would creep to the edge of the cliff, and lie flat behind a boulder, and watch by the hour the huge white waves as they swept round the Moie de Batarde and came ripping along the ragged side of Brecqhou like furious white comets, and hurled themselves in thunder on our Moie de Mouton and Tintageu. Then the great granite cliffs and our house up above shook with their pounding, and Port
Come in and sit down and I'll give you a cup of my cider," was Aunt Jeanne's greeting, when I dropped in at Beaumanoir a few days after the party, not without hope of getting a sight of Carette herself and discussing my new ideas before her. "No, she's not here," Aunt Jeanne laughed softly, at my quick look round. "She's away back to Brecqhou.
It's what some of my young friends would call 'just awfully jolly decent," said Miss Penny. "We're not out of the wood that is to say, the island yet," suggested Graeme. "Or we shouldn't be here enjoying ourselves like this. Brecqhou is sheer delight." "On a fine day," said Margaret quietly. "Or in a thunderstorm," asserted Miss Penny militantly.
"What's Johnnie been up to now?" asked Miss Penny, as she came out into the open. "He's giving me lessons in necromancy and the black art of crows. He declines to pledge his honour on the continued brightness of the day." "Oh, Johnnie! And we're going to Brecqhou!" "I cann'd help." "But you might send us on our way rejoicing." "Gimme six pennies an' I will say it will be fine."
"My faith, I think you will be better on Sercq than on Brecqhou. But you will be getting yourself drowned in the Gouliot, and that would be a sad pity," said the Seigneur. "But I can swim, M. le Seigneur, and I will be very, very careful." "Well, well! You can have the boat, child. But if any ill comes of it, remember, I shall feel myself to blame. So be careful for my sake also."
They were not in the habit of mixing much with the Island men, however. They kept their own counsel and their own ways, and this aloofness did not make for good comradeship when they did come across. It was years before I set foot on Brecqhou again. These brief glimpses of those bright early days I have set down that you might know us as we were.
It occurred to me that if all the other rooms were like it Carette must have found them a very great change from Brecqhou. Perhaps it was living among these things that had such an effect upon her that she could not shake it off when she came home for the holidays. The stiff, straight chairs offered me no invitation to be seated, and I stood waiting in the middle of the room.
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