There was no light in the place but Blenkiron's electric torch, for Hussin had put out the lantern.
Peter got his nose into the things at once, for his intelligence work in the Boer War had made him handy with maps.

It didn't want much telling from me to explain to him the importance of the one I had looted.
'That news is worth many a million pounds,' said he, wrinkling his brows, and scratching delicately the tip of his left ear.

It was a way he had when he was startled.
'How can we get it to our friends ?' Peter cogitated.

'There is but one way.

A man must take it.