Chapter 12

The wooden rivets had been removed, the lid raised and then replaced! Two wedges prevented its falling into its original position, leaving a gap of an inch or more all around. . . . I stared in utter stupefaction, until: “Have you any idea why that should be done?” Weymouth asked. I shook my head. “Unless to make it easier to lift again,” I suggested. “If that was the idea,” Weymouth went on quickly, “we will take advantage of it.” He turned to Ali. “Hold the light—so. Now, Greville, get a grip with me, here. Don’t…