“What’ve you been doing all this time?” he began; then, as his gaze took in William’s costume, his mouth opened.
“Crumbs!” he said.
“I’m a Nanshunt Briton,” said William, airily. “They jus’ wanted me to go an’ be a Nanshunt Briton up at the school an’——”
“Well,” interrupted Ginger excitedly, “while you’ve been away I’ve found ’em at last.”
“What?” said William.
“Smugglers!” said Ginger excitedly. “Smugglers’ things.”
“Golly!” said William, equally thrilled. “Where?”
“In the cave—when I came to look for you, an’ I cun’t find you, an’ I looked round the cave again, an’ I found ’em.”
A sudden fear chilled William’s enthusiasm.
“What were they?”