And so I just had to wait--Heaven knows how long--till one of the keepers heard me shouting, and went for help.

And all that time--all that time--I didn't know whether she was alive or dead." His voice sank to a hard whisper.

He got up and vigorously poked the fire.
Lucas Errol endured the clatter for several seconds in silence: then, "Boney," he said, "since you are feeling energetic, you might lend me a hand." Nap laid down the poker instantly.

"I am sorry, old fellow.

I forgot.