"Yes."
"And the other horses? Were the thieves caught?"
"No. They got clean away. It is a rogue's country."
"What a shame!"
She looked past Benham toward the sea where faint white smudges showed up against the greyness of the horizon. They were the sails of ships in the Channel. The boom of a distant gun came to them on the wind.
Nance stood at gaze.
"Is anything happening out there?"
"Only a signal-gun from somewhere."
"I wonder if the French will ever come?"
"I wonder!"