Delarey hesitated for a moment. He was inclined, he scarcely knew why, to keep silence about the cry he had heard. Yet he wanted to ask Gaspare something.
"Gaspare," he said, at last, as they reached the boats, "was any one of you on the rocks over there just now?"
He had forgotten to number his companions when he reached the shore. Perhaps one was missing, and had wandered towards the point to watch him fishing.
"No, signore. Why do you ask?"
Again Delarey hesitated. Then he said:
"I heard some one call out to me there."
He began to rub his wet body with a towel.
"Call! What did they call?"
"Nothing; no words. Some one cried out."
"At this hour! Who should be there, signore?"