Durnovo nodded curtly and said nothing.
In the sitting-room, by the light of the paraffin lamp, the two Englishmen exchanged a long questioning glance, quite different from the quick interrogation of a woman's eyes.

There was a smile on Jack Meredith's face.
"All ready to start to-morrow ?" he inquired.
"Yes," replied Oscard.
And that was all they could say.

Durnovo never left them alone together that night.

He watched their faces with keen, suspicious eyes.

Behind the moustache his lips were pursed up in restless anxiety.