She seemed, if anything, to shrink a little away.

Her head was thrown back, her dark eyes were filled with dislike.

She turned suddenly to the Professor and spoke to him in her own language.

She pointed to the signs upon the tent, drew her finger along one of the sentences, flashed a fierce glance at them all and disappeared.
"Seems to me we are not exactly popular with the young lady," Quest remarked.

"What was she saying, Professor ?" "She suspects us," the Professor said slowly, "of wishing to bring evil to Craig.