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CHAPTER I. WITH THE LIGHT OF MORNING, HE great, inner square court of Mrs. Samuel Cayley’s new country house at Sunny Beach was flooded with the dazzling bright light of early morning, It glinted not only down through the lofty, glass-domed roof, but in from the whole north side thrown open to the glistening, sandy shore with the dancing blue waters just beyond. In conformity with the Span- ish style, the rooms were built in two stories, with a gallery running around the three in- closed sides, and as Carp, the butler, came down the staircase his faded eyes blinked in the glare and he shook his head disap- By ROBERT ORR CHIPPERFIELD I These newfangled copies of foreign a chi- tecture were not to his liking. He was sure — he should never get used to this huge, bare- sanded court with its fountain and the ugly stone seats scattered about instead of a” spacious veranda outside where a body ~ could serve tea and iced drinks after the old-established custom of his two gener tions with the best families. rs: Moreover, something was wrong. rp paused at the foot of the staircase ain what it was which seemed out of place’ Then as his eyes became accustomed to the — light he saw that the great center double: door of glass across the patio opening on the still unfinished concrete terrace stooc widely ajar. aunt + Directly facing it with its massive Cary comicbooks.com — oe it. -' thes e sre 5 Eile bey