place."

"Out of what place?"

"Why, out of this or any other place I find you in. You've no right to
go meeting her as you do."

"And you've no right to speak of her like that. She is as pure as any
child in the world, and you ought to know I would do her no harm. You
are trying to insult both me and her."

"Well, I'm very glad to hear you say so. But, see what folly it all is.
You know you don't intend to marry her. Do you?"

"Why, as to that I don't know. I'm not obliged to tell you what I mean
to do."

"No; but you ought to think about what you mean to do. You know she is
engaged to be married to Hawkstone."

"Yes; but I don't think she cares for him a bit--only to tease him."

"Do just think what you are doing as a man and a gentleman--I won't say
as a Christian, for you tell me you mean nothing bad. But is it manly,
is it fair to play these sort of tricks? I must tell you we must give up
being chums any longer if this goes on."

"I tell you what, Glenville, I think you are giving yourself mighty fine
airs, and all about nothing; but just because you have an uncle who is a
lord you think you may preach as much as you like."

"Oh, come now, that's all nonsense!" said Glenville. "If you are
determined to shut me up, I've done. _Liberavi animam meam_. I am sorry
if I have offended you. I say it's quite time we went to join the other
fellows. They want us to go with some of the ladies over the cliffs."

"Thanks, I can't come. I've a lot more work to do, and--and I've hurt my
heel a bit and don't care to go a stiff climb to-day."

Glenville looked at him, and saw a red glow rising in his neck as he
turned away his face and sat down to a book on the table, pretending to
read, as Glenville left the room.

The sky was dark, and ominous of storm. It had a torn and ragged
appearance, as if it had already had a fight with worse weather and was
trying to escape. The sea-gulls showed like white breakers upon the dark
sky. The waves roared and grumbled, lashing themselves into a fury as
they burst in white, wrathful foam against the black rocks, and then drew
back, torn and mangled, to mingle with the crowd of waves rushing on to
their doom. The visitors, dressed for squally weather, in waterproofs or
rough suits, walked up and down the parade, enjoying the exhilarating
breeze, or stood watching with eager excitement the entry of a fishing
smack into the harbour. Far away out at sea in the mis