I don't like to stand around this place and just look at water in a 'ole." They turned for the mouth of the tunnel, sliding along in the greasy muck, the torch extinguished now.

A moment of watchfulness from the cover of the darkness, then Harry pointed.

On the opposite hill, the figure of a man had been outlined for just a second.

Then he had faded.

And with the disappearance of the watcher, Harry nudged his partner in the ribs and went forth into the brighter light.