"Why, I was looking at the letter at the moment when you asked, and your question came so pat that I could hardly believe you did not see what I was doing.

It was written on the fifteenth of May." "Ah," said Durrance, "the day I returned to Wadi Halfa blind." Calder sat in his chair without a movement.

He gazed anxiously at his companion, it seemed almost as though he were afraid; his attitude was one of suspense.
"That's a queer coincidence," said Durrance, with a careless laugh; and Calder had an intuition that he was listening with the utmost intentness for some movement on his own part, perhaps a relaxation of his attitude, perhaps a breath of relief.

Calder did not move, however; and he drew no breath of relief..