I am the chief gainer by the--" His courtly speech became a gurgle of horror.

For, his eyes fell on the ragingly advancing Rice.

And, by deduction, he recognized the crimson monstrosity at Rice's heels as his beloved Lochaber King.
Before the apoplectic Colonel could speak, Lad created a diversion on his own account.

He had been sniffing the air, reminiscently, for a few seconds.

Now, his eyes verified what his nostrils had told him.