They had one advantage over Gavan Blake--they knew all about Considine, which Blake did not.
On one bed lay Pinnock, who had come up to make arrangements for carrying on the station till the will was proved.

On another bed sprawled Carew, who, by virtue of his trip out back, was looked upon as a bit of an oracle by Poss and Binjie, who had never been further than the mountains.

Poss and Binjie had dragged an old couch out of the next room and were stretched on that, listening to the talk, and occasionally throwing in a word of such wisdom as they had.

Hugh sat in an armchair by the window, smoking and dreaming.
Poss's voice cut knife-like through a cloud of tobacco smoke.

He spoke as one on the defensive.
"Well, I believe there's something in it, anyhow.