She saw Mr. Basil Stafford's at that moment, and nearly ran into him, when he failed to put his long-nosed car out of her way.
"If you don't keep off those cliffs," he said irritably, "we shall have to make them forbidden ground, Miss Freyne. It's just getting serious now, you see."
She stared at him moodily. Basil Stafford's eyes flashed. "You've ... found something?" he burst out, leaning across.
Gheena saw a sullen-looking little revolver lying beside him.
"I found a new cave full of rocks," she said nervously; "that—that was all."
"You'll tell me if you do—promise," he said earnestly.
"When I tell anyone it will probably be you," said Gheena drearily. "And do get out of the way.... I'm cold."
Even Dearest George's complete depression, because he had already caught a chill in the garden at Girtnamurragh, failed to cheer Gheena. The one-time tyrant humbly asked her where she had been, and himself helping her to her favourite omelette could not make Gheena smile.
The magnitude of her discovery frightened her. They were really at war, and there was really someone paid by an enemy—the real enemy ... and this close to her own home....
The loss of a small and favourite bangle also worried her. If the spies found it they would probably track her. They would know someone had been there.