Want a gun ?" She did not answer so as to be heard, but West could distinguish the movement of feet in the outer cabin, and then the closing of a door.
Undoubtedly the two men had gone on deck, leaving the woman there alone.
His feet were not tied, and he could sit up, although the hands were tightly bound behind him.

With eyes accustoming themselves to the gloom, he could discern something of his surroundings.

He was in the ordinary stateroom of a small yacht, with barely space in which to move about comfortably.

Two bunks were at one side, with a metal stand at their foot for washing purposes.

A rug covered the floor, the beds were made, and a stool, screwed to the deck, occupied a position just below the porthole.
A few hooks were in evidence on the opposite wall; but no garments dangled from them to tell of previous occupancy.