The Treasure At Poldarrow Point (An Angela Marchmont Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
Now that the light had gone, the noise seemed almost deafening, and she wondered how on earth she had failed to notice it before. She felt another wave rush over her foot and decided to make good her retreat. Stretching her hand out to the side, she felt the tunnel wall cold and hard under her fingers. She pressed herself against it and groped her way slowly and carefully back up the slope towards the barrel-chamber, fearful all the while that the encroaching sea would catch up with her stealthily and overcome her before she could reach safety.After what seemed an age she felt a slight gust of air and began to make out faint shapes in the darkness, which told her that she had arrived in the chamber. Now she knew she was safe—from the sea at least, since the presence of the barrels indicated that the tide did not advance this far.But what to do now? Barbara judged that it must be about one o’clock. Low tide had been at ten, as far as she could remember, which meant that high tide would not come until four and she would be trapped here for at least four hours after that, until the water had receded enough to allow her to leave through the cave.
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