“I love him,” she murmured.
“But he doesn’t love you any longer.”
“Yes. He will come back to me. Besides, whatever happens, I’m not going to let him go.”
“Then what do you propose to do?” asked Leonard glumly.
“The Nonchalante should be at Caudebec. I’m going to rest there till early to-morrow morning. I must rest.”
“And the treasure? It will need a gang to handle a stone of that size.”
“To-night I’ll send word to the Corbus to meet me to-morrow at Jumièges. Then I’ll see to Ralph—unless—But don’t bother me any more now. I’m done,” she muttered.
“But what about Beaumagnan?” he persisted.
“We’ll set him free when I have the treasure.”
“Aren’t you afraid that that girl will inform the police? It would be an easy job for them to surround this old lighthouse.”