the next morning after the lessons with the boys were over, he started across country for Rockcoast,—a little collection of houses on the stony shore of the wide bay. The Inn was a picturesque little building, that, although it was very new had the appearance of having stood where it was for years.
"Miss Hollingsworth was here with her mother but a few moments ago," said the clerk, replying to Hart's inquiry. "I think you will find them down at the observatory."
The observatory was a small summer-house built out upon the rocks, but a few hundred yards across the road from the Inn. A little stretch of sandy beach was at one side and a few commodious-looking bath-houses stood in from sight at the bottom of the little cliff.
Newton caught a glimpse of some people seated against the railing, but before he had crossed the road, a tall girl arose and hastened down the steps; he met her on the walk.
"I recognized you as you came from the Inn, Mr. Hart," said Madge Hollingsworth. "To-day is no day for sitting still; let's take a little stroll and I can tell you what I didn't get a chance to tell you last night."
