'It won't be much fun sitting waiting in this cold sepulchre; but we must keep our heads and risk nothing by being in a hurry.

Besides, if Peter wins through, the Turk will be a busy man by the day after tomorrow.' The key turned in the door and Hussin stole in like a shade.

It was the signal for Sandy to leave.
'You fellows have given me a new lease of life,' he said.

'I've got a plan now, and I can set my teeth and stick it out.' He went up to Peter and gripped his hand.

'Good luck.