And no man, once having seen Gregor, could possibly forget his picturesque head.

The old chap was alive! This fact made the night's adventure tally one hundred per cent.

How to get a cheery word to him, to buck him up with, the promise of help?
A hard nut to crack; so many obstacles.

Primarily, this was a Federal affair.
Yonder hid the werewolf and his pack, and it would be folly to send them scattering just for the sake of advising Gregor that he was being watched over.
Underneath the official obligation there was a personal interest in not risking the game to warn Gregor.

Cutty was now positive that the drums of jeopardy were hidden somewhere in this house.