But I could n't be mad with you or Nora or the Golden Lady . It would never do . '' Every day he had some new story to tell of a wonderful adventure on rock or sea , always taking the precaution of assuring her beforehand that it was n't true . The boy 's fancy was like a prism , separating every ray that fell upon it into rainbows . He was passionately fond of the shore and water . The only world for him beyond Noel 's Cove was the world of his imagination . He had no companions except Stephen and the `` rock people . '' `` And now you , '' he told Miss Trevor . `` I love you too , but I know you 'll be going away before long , so I do n't let myself love you as much -- quite -- as Stephen and the rock people . '' `` But you could , could n't you ? '' pleaded Miss Trevor . `` If you and I were to go on being together every day , you could love me just as well as you love them , could n't you ? '' Paul considered in a charming way he had . `` Of course I could love you better than the Twin Sailors and the Golden Lady , '' he announced finally . `` And I think perhaps I could love you as much as I love Stephen . But not as much as Nora -- oh , no , I would n't love you quite as much as Nora . She was first , you see ; she 's always been there . I feel sure I could n't ever love anybody as much as Nora . '' One day when Stephen was out to the mackerel grounds , Paul took Miss Trevor into the little grey house and showed her his treasures . They climbed the ladder in one corner to the loft where Paul slept .
The window XXXXX it , small and square-paned , looked seaward , and the moan of the sea and the pipe of the wind sounded there night and day .
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