“But I shall say something, if I see you working up a flirtation with that cad.”

“You will say nothing, do nothing, see nothing. We cannot marry and starve.”

“But tell me, Kate—honour bright—you don’t care for this Capel?”

“I care for him!”

“Tell me, then, what do you mean to do?”

“Have my share of that money,” said Katrine, with a peculiar hardening of her face.

“Bah! I don’t believe the treasure ever existed. It was a craze on the old man’s part.”

“You must be careful. Don’t say or do anything to annoy Paul Capel or Mr Girtle. We must stay here. It was no craze on the old man’s part; maybe I can tell where the fortune is.”

“What? You mean that?”

“Hush! I am working for us both.”