"That won't take you very long," he answered, "though it would hardly be safe for you to go alone."
"That's what Sir Charles says; but would you mind telling me just where the danger comes in?"
"Well, you see, the rocks are often slippery. And if you are not acquainted with the tides you might get caught."
"Ah! that would be interesting."
"Well, scarcely. Strangers have been caught and drowned before now."
"They could not swim?"
"It would take a very strong swimmer to clear St. Gaved Point and get into the harbour."
She turned her eyes in that direction and looked grave.
He studied her face a little more closely and allowed his eyes to wander over her graceful and well-knit figure. She was very simply dressed, without ornament of any kind. A large picture hat shaded her pale face. Her eyes were large and dark, her forehead broad, her nose straight, her lips full and red.