Foster looked questioningly at Neil.
"Cowan ?" he whispered.

Neil nodded.
Foster sprang to the study door and threw it open.

The light from the room fell on the white and angry countenance of the right-guard.
"Cowan," said Foster, "for heaven's sake, man, tell us about it! Is it all right ?" But Tom Cowan only glared as he passed on up the stairs..