There was but one important person in the whole world, and she was strolling along the bluff path at that moment.

Therefore he left his seat on the bench, hurried down the slope to the inner end of the cove, noting absently that the tide of the previous night must have been unusually high, climbed to the bungalow, turned the corner, and walked slowly in the direction of the trim figure in the blue suit, which was walking, even more slowly, just ahead of him.
It may be gathered that John Brown's feelings concerning the opposite sex had changed.

They had, and he had changed in other ways, also.

How much of a change had taken place he did not himself realize, until this very afternoon.

He did not realize it even then until, after he and the girl in blue had met, and the customary expressions of surprise at their casual meeting had been exchanged, the young lady seated herself on a dune overlooking the tumbling sea and observed thoughtfully: "I shall miss all this"-- with a wave of her hand toward the waves--"next week, when I am back again in the city." Brown's cap was in his hand as she began to speak.