Chapter SevenThe sun which had been shining warmly all day was suddenly eclipsed by clouds that brought a scud of rain.
It was not a cold rain but warm and almost like a drink for the thirsty earth which had been baked dry all through the summer.
The Earl, driving his team of horses, did not slacken their pace and they moved swiftly along the narrow country roads that twisted towards the sea.
There was a hill rising slowly from a verdant valley and, when they reached its summit, the Earl could look down and see the vivid blue of the Atlantic and below him, nestling amongst the trees, the chimneys and roofs of a long low-built house.
It was then for the first time that he pressed his horses with urgency and there was an expression on his face which gave him a look of almost youthful eag
