"Dismiss him!" he repeated, as if pondering an entirely new idea.

"I doubt if Davie would consider that.

But now let us to work." He set two arm-chairs before the fire, and placed a box of cigars by the Captain's elbow.

"I have seen Sheratt," he began.

"I'm quite clear it is not in his hands." "In whose then ?" burst forth the Captain.
Mr.Rae lit his cigar carefully.