I dug one of my poachers' pits, sir, and covered it over with a lot of loose stuff.

That got him all right.

When I went to look this morning I saw where he'd fallen through, and there he was, walking round and round at the bottom like a caged animal.

Your servants have telephoned for the police, Mr.Ashleigh," he went on, turning to the Professor, "but I'd like you just to point out to the Scotland Yard gentleman--called us yokels, he did, when he first came down--that we've a few ideas of our own down here." Quest suddenly whispered to the Professor.

Then he turned to the keeper.
"Bring him upstairs, Middleton, for a moment," he directed.