She would not meet his eyes; her own might be too full of emotion. She sought to speak, but no words came.
Geoff grew alarmed.
"Are you feeling ill? Can I do anything? Never mind those silly broken pieces. Tell me!"
She made a tremendous effort. She could—she should—answer him rationally and calmly.
"I'm frightened, Geoff," she whispered quickly and very softly—"after what I learnt this morning. You understand? His voice sounded so hard, and he looks so stern. I was frightened."
He put his hand over hers and pressed it sympathetically, but no more could be said in confidence. The three other men had approached.
"What's happened, Miss Stornway?" inquired Jack.
Geoff explained.
"She's tired, that's all. She ought to have rested long ago."
Evarne spoke for herself.