'It don't seem the square thing to toss for the girl! She wouldn't like
it herself, and it doesn't seem--seem respectful like to her--' Eric
interrupted. He was conscious that his chance was not so good as Abel's
in case Sarah should wish to choose between them:

'Are ye afraid of the hazard?'

'Not me!' said Abel, boldly. Mrs. Trefusis, seeing that her idea was
beginning to work, followed up the advantage.

'It is settled that ye put yer money together to make a home for her,
whether ye toss for her or leave it for her to choose?'

'Yes,' said Eric quickly, and Abel agreed with equal sturdiness. Mrs.
Trefusis' little cunning eyes twinkled. She heard Sarah's step in the
yard, and said:

'Well! here she comes, and I leave it to her.' And she went out.

During her brief walk on the hillside Sarah had been trying to make up
her mind. She was feeling almost angry with both men for being the cause
of her difficulty, and as she came into the room said shortly:

'I want to have a word with you both--come to the Flagstaff Rock, where
we can be alone.' She took her hat and went out of the house up the
winding path to the steep rock crowned with a high flagstaff, where once
the wreckers' fire basket used to burn. This was the rock which formed
the northern jaw of the little harbour. There was only room on the path
for two abreast, and it marked the state of things pretty well when, by