The young man paid little attention to the weather, however.

All skies were gloomy so far as he was concerned, and the darkest day was no blacker than his thoughts.

Occasionally he glanced at the bungalow, and on one such occasion was surprised to see a carriage, one of the turnouts supplied by the Eastboro livery stable, roll up to its door and Mrs.Bascom, the housekeeper, emerge, climb to the seat beside the driver, and be driven away in the direction of the village.

He idly wondered where she was going, but was not particularly interested.

When, a half hour later, Ruth Graham left the bungalow and strolled off along the path at the top of the bluff, he was very much interested indeed.
He realized, as he had been realizing for weeks, that he was more interested in that young woman than in anything else on earth.