His heart gave up hope.

"Nothing," he said sullenly.
"It's not exactly agreeable," she said, frowning, "to find oneself spied upon." Ambrose started and frowned.

This construction of his act had not occurred to him.

"I saw Ginger from the river," he said indignantly.
"I landed to find you." "What did you want ?" she asked coolly.
"I don't know," said Ambrose.
There was a silence between them.

Her cold look told him to go.