H'sh!' Dick knit his brows and stared desperately in front of him.

The night air was chilling Torpenhow's toes.
'Can you stay like that a minute ?' he said.

'I'll get my dressing-gown and some slippers.' Dick clutched the bed-head with both hands and waited for the darkness to clear away.

'What a time you've been!' he cried, when Torpenhow returned.

'It's as black as ever.