Chapter 25

“Time enough for that, old boy, when we’re through,” said Jerningham. “Hasn’t it struck you that at the moment we’re in a rather bad strategical position? It’s a sitting shot either from the ceiling or through that opening.” “You’ve said a mouthful, Ted,” agreed Drummond. “Back into the passage, and we’ll have a council of war.” The moon had risen, and an eerie half-light was filtering through the dirty windows, making the place seem, if possible, more ghostly than before. “Now, then,” said Drummond, “let’s get dow…