The patient beast was lying loose stabled on some straw in a corner of the room, and, as soon as we came in, stood up and stretched himself, knowing that the day's work was to begin.

'He was here long before my time,' the turnkey said, 'and knows the place so well that he goes into the wheel and sets to work by himself.' At the side of the wheel was the well-mouth, a dark, round opening with a low parapet round it, rising two feet from the floor.
We were so near our goal.

Yet, were we near it at all?
How did we know Mohune had meant to tell the place of hiding for the diamond in those words.

They might have meant a dozen things beside.

And if it was of the diamond they spoke, then how did we know the well was this one?
there were a hundred wells beside.