Besides-- and once more I think I blushed, even under the bracken--on the other side of the lough was my little Lady Kit.
So while the two men walked up the steep path to the cabin I slipped from my hiding-place and ran down to the boat.

And a minute later I was clear of the land, with my bows pointing, as they had pointed so often before, for the grim turrets of Kilgorman..