Contents: A Loose End -- In a Breton Village -- Twice a Child -- The Road by the Sea -- The Halting Step -- Tabitha's Aunt
he muttered, "she did it on purpose," and even with his hatred and malice was mingled a gleam of admiration at the cleverness that had outwitted him. He hurried on towards the cliff path, but the sunset light was already fading into dusk, and he had to choose his footing more carefully. When he reached the point where the rope began, Marie had already gone down and was leaning on the rock beside her father. Had he been near he might have noticed a strange expression in her eyes, as she furtively watched the precipitous descent. The purple shadows now filled both sky and sea, and the island opposite reared its grand outline solemnly in the twilight depths, as though sitting in eternal judgment on the transient ways of men. The evening star shone softly above the sea. Suddenly a crash, followed by one sharp cry, was heard; then all was still.
"Good God! That's some one fallen down the path--why don't you go and see, child?" but Marie seemed as if she could not stir. Old André slowly dragged himself on to his