In the morning I had to start across the desert.

I almost spoke of him to a friend who came to see me start, to Calder, in fact--you know of him--the man who sent you the telegram," said Durrance, with a laugh.
"Yes, I remember," Ethne answered.
It was the second slip she had made that night.

The receipt of Calder's telegram was just one of the things which Durrance was not to know.

But again she was unaware that she had made a slip at all.

She did not even consider how Durrance had come to know or guess that the telegram had ever been despatched.
"At the very last moment," Durrance resumed, "when my camel had risen from the ground, I stooped down to speak to him, to tell him to see to Feversham.