We already knew someone had been left dead on the island – it was hardly news.’ ‘It was a bit frightening,’ said Jane, who still looked pale. ‘I’ve never seen anyone keel over like that.’ ‘It could mean something,’ said Libby, looking thoughtful. ‘And at least it’s settled one thing.’ ‘What’s that?’ asked Fran. ‘You’re still functioning.’ ‘Oh.’ Fran looked uncomfortably towards Jane. Libby gave her a disarming smile. ‘Fran wasn’t going to have anything to do with any more so-called psychic investigations, you see,’ she said. ‘Pity she can’t switch off.’ ‘Exactly,’ said Fran with relief. ‘But perhaps it wasn’t that. Perhaps it was just a sort of strange seasickness.’ ‘Do you feel sick?’ asked Jane, moving backwards. ‘Not in the least,’ said Fran cheerfully. ‘Well, if you’re OK now, I’d better go and hand round some more bread.’ ‘Yes, I’m fine, Jane. Thank you for the water,’ said Fran, looking round briefly at the curious faces of the other passengers and giving them a small smile.
