The days grew shorter and cooler, and the wind swung round to the south-west, bringing moist, salt-laden air straight from the ocean to blow into Algy’s face. The sea was no longer in a bright, summery mood, but petulant and erratic, churning and splashing against the rocks with considerable force. Algy perched just above the splash line, and watched the waves roll in one after another. He could hear the crash of the breakers on the beach and the gravelly, slurping sound as the sea sucked the sand back under the water each time a wave retreated. It was a fine show, but it was undoubtedly autumn now, and it would be a long, long time until summer came again…

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