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Two ladies were resting on the sands of a North Welsh watering place. It was a famous golfing locality, and they had clubs by their sides.
Immediately behind them, between the sands and the links, was tossed up a great rampart of tussocky dunes; in front, the sea took the land in a vast scythe-like sweep of bay, which, six miles to the north, melted into an estuary of hazy blue all jewelled with liquid reflections. Vast mountains rolled in purple billows round the horizon, and, nearer, the valleys sprang into slopes of vivid green. A beautiful, restful place, full of high lifting suggestion.