If she _had_ seen a ghost, perhaps this fact would make her reticent on the subject.

He did not know that she was playing a much bigger game for her own hand, a game of which the stakes were thousands a year, and that she was moreover mad with jealousy and what, in such a woman, must pass for love.
Elizabeth made no comment on his offer, and before Mr.Granger's profuse thanks were nearly finished, Geoffrey was gone.
Three weeks passed at Bryngelly, and Elizabeth still held her hand.
Beatrice, pale and spiritless, went about her duties as usual.

Elizabeth never spoke to her in any sense that could awaken her suspicions, and the ghost story was, or appeared to be, pretty well forgotten.

But at last an event occurred that caused Elizabeth to take the field.

One day she met Owen Davies walking along the beach in the semi-insane way which he now affected.