"You have too many clothes on," Kate said contemptuously. "One should not wear skirts and petticoats and laces here."
"If you would leave my clothes alone and tell me where you are going," Jeanne declared, a little tartly, "it would be more reasonable."
The girl laughed. She thrust her arm through her companion's and drew her on.
"Don't be angry," she said. "It is quite easy now to find our way. There is room for us to walk like this. Can you hear what I say to you?"
"I can hear," Jeanne answered, raising her voice, "but it is getting more difficult all the time. Is that the sea?"
"Yes!" Kate answered. "Can't you feel the spray on your cheeks? The wind is blowing it high up above the beach. Let me go first again. There is an inlet here. Be careful."
They came to a full stop before a dark arm of salt water. They skirted the side and crossed round to the other side.
"Be careful, now," Kate said. "This way."
They turned inland. In a few minutes her guide stopped short.
"Turn on your torch," she said. "There ought to be a wall close here."