Here was a tall flag-staff for signals, and a place for a beacon-light when needed, and a bench with a rest for a spy-glass.

In the hut itself were signal flags, and a few spare muskets, and a keg of bullets, with maps and codes hung round the wall, and flint and tinder, and a good many pipes, and odds and ends on ledges.

Carroway was very proud of this place, and kept the key strictly in his own pocket, and very seldom allowed a man to pass through the narrow doorway.

But he liked to sit inside, and see them looking desirous to come in.
"Stand there, Cadman," he said, as soon as he had settled himself in the one hard chair; and the man, though thoroughly primed for revolt, obeyed the old habit, and stood outside.
"Once more you have misled me, Cadman, and abused my confidence.

More than that, you have made me a common laughing-stock for scores of fools, and even for a learned gentleman, magistrate of divinity.