With a frown of dismay she took a backward step. Indicating by a gesture the cottage out upon the point, she said:
“The house we saw from the boat; what is that?”
“I cannot imagine. But it is no gardener’s cottage.”
“Then what is it?”
“Heaven knows,” he answered with a joyless smile. “It looks like a room in a museum, or a bric-à-brac shop.”
“But how do you know there is no other house?”
“I have been over the whole point. I climbed that cliff, behind there, and got a view of the country all about. There is not a house in sight.”
“Impossible!”
71“Nor a settlement of any kind.”
“Surely, somebody can give us information.”