THE BLACK FLEMINGS
THE BLACK FLEMINGS
THE BLACK FLEMINGS
BY KATHLEEN NORRIS
BY KATHLEEN NORRIS
PALO ALTO EDITION
GARDEN CITY NEW YORK DOUBLEDAY, DORAN & COMPANY, INC. 1929
NEW YORK
DOUBLEDAY, DORAN & COMPANY, INC.
COPYRIGHT, 1924, 1925, 1926, BY KATHLEEN NORRIS. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES AT THE COUNTRY LIFE PRESS, GARDEN CITY, N. Y.
THE BLACK FLEMINGS
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THE BLACK FLEMINGS
CHAPTER I
Once through the dark old iron gates, he seemed to have left the warm and friendly autumn day, the warm and friendly world, behind him.
Once
David Fleming laughed half aloud at the fancy and stepped back into the rambling country road, where wheel tracks were so quickly obliterated in the loose-drifting sand, to contrast once more, for his own amusement, the peaceful dreaming landscape in the afternoon sunlight and the sinister shadows of Wastewater.
Five miles away along the rugged coast lay Crowchester, the little fishing village whose activities tinged the fresh salty air, even here, with the odour of salted fish. Between Crowchester and Wastewater, beside whose forbidding great gates he stood, ran the irregular road, rising
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