ndow seemed to be in the ceiling, and the ceiling sloped down to the walls, and all the furniture

blue sea and yellow sand curving round it, with a white edge of breakers; inshore, the sand rising to a cliff ridged with grassy hummocks; farther inshore, the hummocks united and rolli

were yellower. Only he felt disappointed that no ship was in sight, nor any dwelling nearer than the light-house and the two or three white cottages be

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the kitchen, which was really a slate-paved hall, with a long table set between the doorway and the big open heart

He begged for a hot cake from the hearth, and ran out of doors to eat it. Humility lif

th a clap on the shoulder, quite a

the sea, keeping his head low, and still shifting the cake from hand to hand. By-and-by he fumbled a

n and out of the rushes, like little creatures in a dream. While he looked, they piled an embankment against the edge of his cake.

oots and stockings, and ran on, conning his footprints and the driblets of sand split ahead from his bare toes. By-and-by he came to the edge of the surf. The strand here was glassy wet, and each curving wave sent a sh

them to catch him there. If the edge of froth failed to reach his toes, he won. But once o

he heard a horn blown somewher

where the perpetual haze of spray seemed to have removed the light-house to a vast distance. A sense of desolation came over him with a rush,

e cottage. No sign of it! An insane fancy seize

ant from the top of a hummock caught sight of a figure outlined against the sky, and barely

n into the hollow beyond, and disappeared. Taffy ran towards the s

is shirt and breeches, was leaning on a long-handled spade and laughing. The other-a fellow in a shabby scarlet coat-held up what Taffy guessed to be a fox, though it seemed a very small one. It was bleeding. The hound

the eastward, and his shad

ooking up. It was Squire Moyle him

ooked up too, and turned to the old

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llow teeth; and, choking with disgust and terror, slung his boots at them with all his small force. At the same instant he was jerked off his feet, the edge of the bank crumbled and broke, and the two went rolling down the sandy slope in a heap. He heard shouts of laughter, caught

curve of his whip-thong took the boy across the eyes and blinded him for a moment, but did not stop him. The grey horse swerved, and half-wheeled, exposing his flank. In another moment there would have been mis

he whole company laughed as they walke

small girl Honoria on her tall sorrel. She moved up the broad shelving path, b

go home." She poin

ck of his hand acros

u-I hate

moothed the sorrel's man

s ago, when I was six. Grandf

wer, she turned her horse again and rode slowly after the others. Taffy h

he house hove in sight among the ridges, and he ran toward it. But within a gunshot of the white garden-wall his breast swelled suddenly and

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crambled up and ran toward her. She cried out at the sight o

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