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Updated: June 2, 2025
The mackerel boats curtsied and nodded outside; beyond them the sharp tip of Sandy Point was curdled white with seagulls. Down at the curve of the cove a group of men were laughing and talking loudly in front of French Joe's fish-house. This was the life that she had always known. Across the harbour, on a fir-fringed headland, stood Dalveigh.
He was a tall, stout man, with an ugly, clever, sarcastic face. He was as clever as he looked, and was one of the younger millionaires whom John Cameron drew around him in the development of his huge financial schemes. Bryant was in love with Nora. This was why the Camerons had asked him to join their August house party at Dalveigh, and why he had accepted.
But I've put it off now, and put on workaday clothes again. It is only a week since I left Dalveigh, but it seems long ago. Listen to the wind, Rob! It is singing of the good days to be for you and me." He bent over and kissed her. "My own dear lass!" he said softly. The Martyrdom of Estella Estella was waiting under the poplars at the gate for Spencer Morgan.
Nay, she must go on she had made her choice. There was no turning back now. Nora Shelley went away with the Camerons, and Dalveigh was deserted.
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