Now, then." Tallente flashed on his own torch.
"Who's there ?" he asked sternly.
There was no answer.

The torch for a moment remained stationary, then it began again to advance.
"What are you doing in my grounds ?" Tallente demanded.

"Who are you ?" A shape loomed into distinctness.

A bulky man in dark clothes came into sight.
"I am Gillian--Inspector Gillian.

What are you doing out here, Mr.
Tallente ?" Tallente laughed a little scornfully.
"It seems to me that the boot is on the other leg," he said.