`` What a view -- what an outlook ! At times I feel stifled down there in the Glen . You can breathe up here . '' `` It is calm to-night , '' said Rosemary laughing . `` If there were a wind it would blow your breath away . We get ` a ' the airts the wind can blow ' up here . This place should be called Four Winds instead of the Harbour . '' `` I like wind , '' he said . `` A day when there is no wind seems to me DEAD . A windy day wakes me up . '' He gave a conscious laugh . `` On a calm day I fall into day dreams . No doubt you know my reputation , Miss West . If I cut you dead the next time we meet do n't put it down to bad manners . Please understand that it is only abstraction and forgive me -- and speak to me . '' They found Ellen West in the sitting room when they went in . She laid her glasses down on the book she had been reading and looked at them in amazement tinctured with something else . But she shook hands amiably with Mr. Meredith and he sat down and talked to her , while Rosemary hunted out his book . Ellen West was ten years older than Rosemary , and so different from her that it was hard to believe they were sisters . She was dark and massive , with black hair , thick , black eyebrows and eyes of the clear , slaty blue of the gulf water in a north wind .
She had a rather stern , forbidding look , but she was in reality very jolly , with a hearty , gurgling laugh and a deep , mellow , pleasant voice XXXXX a suggestion of masculinity about it .
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