I believe that to be so, Luttrell." "It is very likely, sir," Harry replied.
Harper seemed to be perpetually in and out of the library that morning.
For he appeared with a little oblong parcel in his hand.

Sir Chichester did not notice the parcel.

He sprang up, and with a distinct note of eager pleasure in his voice, he cried: "He has come back! Then I really think----" "No, sir," Harper interrupted.

"These are cigarettes." "Oh, yes," Hillyard stepped forward and took the parcel from the table.
"I had run out, so I sent to Midhurst for a box." "Oh, cigarettes!" Sir Chichester's voice sagged again.

He contemplated the little parcel swinging by a loop of string from Martin's finger.