As they emerged into the smoky sunlight, she heard him laugh, and marvelled that he could.
"On second thoughts," he said, with the air of one resuming an interrupted discussion, "I think we will go to the Priory.

If she is not there, she is probably on the way." "She would go by the cliffs," Olga said.
"Yes, I know.

But Mrs.Briggs is with her.

We had better motor," said Nick.
So they set off again along the glaring road.
It began to seem like a nightmare to Olga.

She drove as one pursued by horrors unspeakable.