Sara Seale

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CHAPTER ONE THE heat was intense. Even the lake was a hot cobalt blue, and the sails of the little yachts hung limp and motionless from theh- masts. Occasionally a speed boat ruffled the water for a moment, but no breeze stirred the branches of the pine trees which sloped steeply from the...

CHAPTER ONE Trish said with teenage relish: "He's probably as bonkers as the other two—and that's saying something!" Bill observed with more mature reflection, that personally he thought it was rushing things, and their mother said plaintively: "If you'd only let us know, darling, we could...

CHAPTER ONE "Why must you always make tlie worst of yourself, dear child?" Gilbert DevereH had irritably enquired of his daughter only that morning. It was a reanark which had become so haibitual with him that Sarah's feelings were seldom hurt, but now in the solitude of the room over the...