When he had verified this with his instruments, he sat before the window of the tower, looking out and thinking.

The new locality was more to his liking than the other; but the why of it puzzled him, all the same.

He spent the rest of the day in the turret-room, which he did not leave all day.

It seemed to him that he was now drawn by forces which he could not control--of which, indeed, he had no knowledge--in directions which he did not understand, and which were without his own volition.

In sheer helpless inability to think the problem out satisfactorily, he called up a servant and told him to tell Oolanga that he wanted to see him at once in the turret-room.