"I—I don't exactly remember—I wasn't taking much notice," she faltered.
"But which direction did you take? At least you can inform me of that. I am sure it is hard to believe that any girl of your age could be so foolish; speak!"
"We went along the Quarry Road," said Elsa, slowly, her eyes fixed on Claud, who stood looking at the ground.
"And where then?"
"We were going to Hooken for blackberries, but I thought it looked like rain, so I turned back."
"And Godfrey did not accompany you?"
A pause.
"No."
"He must have gone on to Brent," said Miss Charlotte, with conviction.
Brent was the tiny fishing-village which lay in a curve of the cliff between Edge Valley and Stanton.