"We've waited long enough," he declared that morning over their coffee,
"Besides, I may have to go now in a few days."
And although at his words the sunshine of her new world faded suddenly
away, yet the little teacher kept a brave front. She even laughed
carelessly.
"Men are so impatient," she teased, "But we'll go today."
Nevertheless, it was not until the rose of sunset rested among the hills
that at last they found themselves on the crest of the tall cliff which
commanded so wide a stretch of the ocean and the shimmering valleys
below.
"It reminds one of the Bay of Naples," observed Blair, pausing to scan
the rocky coastline against which, far beneath them, the foaming
breakers threw themselves. He shaded his eyes with his hand and looked
far out to sea. "What a wonderful place for a watch tower it would have
made!"
"It had one once," softly replied the girl, "Wildenai's watch tower!"
Blair turned, their eyes met, and he smiled.
"It's been splendid to have you with me all these days," he said, "I've
been wanting to tell you. You've been more of a help than you'll ever
know." And then, after a pause, "It's because you care so much about the
story yourself, I suppose, that you've been such an inspiration to me.
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