The thing was well made, for he could hardly find the joint of the lid and below the latter there was some engraving.

He rubbed it with a little fine sand and then started as he read a name.

It was Strange's tobacco-box and a light dawned on him.
He knew now why Driscoll had haunted the reefs when the water was low, and thought he knew what was inside the box.

This was the thing Strange _had taken with him_.

But Driscoll had looked in the wrong place.