A man who stood in the tobacconist's shop on the station platform smiled quietly to himself as the train pulled out.

Then he walked briskly away.

It was Peter Brutus, the lawyer.
A most alluring trap had been set for John Tullis! The party that had gone to Ganlook Gap in charge of Count Vos Engo returned at nightfall, no wiser than when it left the barracks at noon.
Riding bravely, but somewhat dejectedly beside the handsome young officer in command was a girl in grey.

It was her presence with the troop that had created comment at the gates earlier in the day.

No one could understand why she was riding forth upon what looked to be a dangerous mission.