With it, too, came something else--a low, guarded voice behind him and, seemingly, only a few inches from his ear.
"Don't make a sound, Lieutenant." "Who are you ?" demanded Hippy, without in the least changing his position or showing excitement.
"You would not know if I told you.

Listen to me.

When those two fellows sit down to supper, the light of the fire will be in their eyes, and, unless they get up and stare, they will not be able to see you in this shadow.

If everything is safe I will cut you loose.

Are your feet bound ?" "Yes.