Chapter 8

Then came the pigeon with Bosambo’s warning in scrawled Arabic. Sanders read and was troubled. He had that uncanny instinct for first causes, and for an hour he pondered the dramatic reappearance of the Leopards and found at the end a satisfactory explanation. He sent for Bones, and to his astonishment Mr. Tibbetts came, holding a fluttering telegraph form in his hand, and on his face a most woebegone expression. “What’s the trouble?” asked Hamilton. “Has dear old Omes——” “Popped off, old boy,” said Bones dismally.…