By Jove, the laugh's on old man Spantz." "Oho! So you _do_ know what's up, then?
Spantz, eh?
Well, what you've guessed at or found out won't make much difference, my fine young fellow.

They've got you, and you'll be worse off than Danny Deever in the mornin'! Hello! Here they come.

Now we'll get out of this infernal bake-oven.

Say, do you know, you've been cuddlin' up against a j'int of warm stove pipe for nearly an hour?
Sh!" The glimmer of a light came bobbing up from somewhere behind Truxton; he could see the flickering shadows on the wall.

Two men crept into the room a moment later.