If a traveller complains--bah, it is the war!" and Hillyard laughed.
M.de Cassaud looked at the window.
"Yes, that is ingenious," he said.
He drained off the water, folded back his sleeve, and plunged his arm into the tank.

Then he uttered a little cry.

He drew up into the light an oblong metal can, like a sandwich-case, with the edges soldered together to make it water-tight.

He slipped it into his pocket and turned again to the window.

He looked at it again curiously.
"Yes, that is ingenious," he said softly, like a man speaking to himself.