The last act of the show is the best." Francis shook his head.
"We've got to see this thing out," he replied.

"Have you forgotten that our friend promised us a sensation before we left ?" Wilmore began to laugh a little derisively.

Then, suddenly aware of some lack of sympathy between himself and his friend, he broke off and glanced curiously at the latter.
"You're not taking him seriously, are you ?" he enquired.
Francis nodded.
"Certainly I am," he confessed.
"You don't believe that he was getting at us ?" "Not for a moment." "You believe that something is going to happen here in this place, or quite close ?" "I am convinced of it," was the calm reply.
Wilmore was silent.

For a moment he was troubled with his old fears as to his friend's condition.

A glance, however, at Francis' set face and equable, watchful air, reassured him.
"We must see the thing through, of course, then," he assented.