"That's Garth's home." "Oh-h!" Elisabeth drew a quick breath.

"It's a grim-looking place," she added, after a moment.

"Rather lonely, I should imagine." "Garth is fond of solitude," replied Sara simply, and she missed the swift, searching glance instantly leveled at her by the hyacinth eyes.
When at length she took her departure, it was with a promise to return later on with Molly and Dr.Selwyn, so that they could all four walk out to Haven Woods together--since the doctor had undertaken to get through his morning's rounds in time to join the picnicking party.
Elisabeth accompanied her visitor to the head of the stairs, and then, returning to her room, stepped out on to the balcony once more.

For a long time she stood leaning against the balustrade, gazing thoughtfully across the bay to that lonely house on the slope of the cliff.
"Garth Trent!" she murmured.

"_Trent_!.