wall, and fixing her eyes on his face_.]
This is war, isn't it? If I choose to revenge myself on those I hate--
listen to me. I suppose you--want money. And I can tell you where to find
it.

ARRAM
Another wild-goose chase to the other end of the valley?

RADA
No. In the old mill-house. Not a hundred yards away. Money, money enough
to make us all rich. But [_a cunning expression comes into her face_] if I
tell you where to find it, you must come back and give me my share.

MICHAEL
[_Staring at her._]
Another pack of lies! What are you up to, eh?

ARRAM
It's been too much for her nerves. Don't worry her, or she'll go out of
her mind, and then there'll be nobody to get us our supper.

NANKO
That _would_ be selfish, Rada. You know it's Christmas Eve. Nobody ought
to think of unpleasant things on Christmas Eve. I don't think it's right
to spoil people's pleasure on Christmas Eve. What have you done with the
Christmas tree, Rada?

ARRAM
And who's to blame? That's what I want to know. You don't blame _us_, do
you? Why, as likely as not, we shall be fighting on _your_ side against