"No, nearer than that, off a lane between Sedlescombe and Westfield. It is called the Brick House."
"Brick House. I know the place. I shall ride there at once."
"Will you?"
"Something may be found out. I know how to deal with a man like De Rothan."
They returned through the wood to the gate, Jeremy thinking hard and saying nothing to his companion.
As he unfastened his horse, Nance spoke out, standing and looking over the lulls toward the sea. Her face was set, and her eyes hard.
"If the worst has happened, we must be revenged."
Jeremy was struck by the passion in her voice.
"We will not believe the worst yet. It is possible that they may have kidnapped Jasper for those dispatches he seized."
"Whatever has happened, my father is nearly as guilty as De Rothan."