"Try your delirium.

That packet happens to be in the one place where neither you nor one of your tribe could get at it." "It is a serious moment, this, Mr.Orden," Fenn reminded him.

"You are in the prime of life, and there is a scandal connected with your present position which your permanent disappearance would certainly not dissipate.

Remember--" He stopped short.

A whistle in the corner of the room was blowing.
Bright moved towards it, but at that moment there was the sound of flying footsteps on the wooden stairs outside, and the door was flung open.