"Be brave." He waited for no reply, but opened the door and stealing softly out of the room, leaned over the banisters.

His apartment was on the fourth story.
The floor below was almost entirely occupied by the kitchen and other offices.

The men's club room was on the second floor.

From where he stood he heard the steward of the club greeting Craig.

He was a big man with a hearty voice, and the sound of his words reached Quest distinctly.
"Say, Mr.Craig, you're an authority on South America, aren't you?
I bought some beans in the market this morning which they told me were grown down there, and my chef don't seem to know what to make of 'em.