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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Sir Lionel must be warned at all cost!" I cried. "Impossible!" snapped Smith. "What do you mean?" "Sir Lionel has disappeared!" We were out in the corridor now, Smith showing the way with the light of his electric pocket-lamp. My mind was clear enough, but I felt as weak as a child. "You look positively ghastly, old man," rapped Smith, "which is no matter for wonder.
The coachman was standing just outside, faintly illuminated by the very dim lamplight, and as I stepped into the carriage he remarked in his Scotch dialect that I "seemed to have been makin' a nicht of it." He did not wait for any reply none being in fact needed but shut the door and locked it. I lit my little pocket-lamp and hung it on the back cushion.
Silently the owl winged its uncanny flight into the greater darkness of the trees, and was gone. Smith opened the door and we stepped into the studio. Our plans had been well considered, and in accordance with these, I now moved up beside my friend, who was dimly perceptible to me in the starlight which found access through the glass roof, and pressed the catch of my electric pocket-lamp....
"Oh, Nora, I'm sorry I lost my temper. But Molly's begun to nag me lately, and I can't stand it. I went after that book. Did you throw some flowers out of the window?" "Yes." "A bunch of daisies?" "Marguerites," she corrected. "All the same to me. I picked up the bunch, and look at what I found inside." He extended his palm, flooding it with the light of his pocket-lamp. Nora's heart tightened.
He touched the spring of an electric pocket-lamp and looked upon the calm, cold features of his rival. Then he buttoned down the flap again and returned to the deck. The four went down into the cabin: glasses were filled with champagne, and as Oscarovitch raised his to his lips, he said: "Count and Captain Vollmar, I am satisfied.
Utter darkness prevailed there, but momentarily flicking the light of a pocket-lamp upon the floor before me, I discovered the further steps that were to be negotiated, and descended into the square yard which gave access to the path skirting the creek. The moonlight drew a sharp line of shadow along the wall of the house above me, but the yard itself was a well of darkness.
He turned out the desk light and went down to the lower hall, his pocket-lamp serving as guide. He unlatched the heavy door-chains, opened the doors and closed them behind him. He inserted one of the ordinary keys. It refused to work. He tried another. The door swung open, easily. "Now, then, come down out o' that!" growled a voice at the foot of the steps. "Thought y'd be comin' out by-'n-by.
Cairn at every five yards or so would stop, and, with the pocket-lamp which he carried, would examine the sandy floor and the crevices between the huge blocks composing the passage, in quest of those faint tracks which warn the traveller that a serpent has recently passed that way. Then, replacing his lamp, he would proceed.
I stood at his elbow when he swept its emptiness with the ray of his pocket-lamp. There was a speaking-tube fixed between the two rooms! Smith literally ground his teeth. "Yet, Petrie," he said, "we have learnt something. Fu-Manchu had evidently promised Eltham his life if he would divulge the name of his correspondent. He meant to keep his word; it is a sidelight on his character." "How so?"
"There is no need to do that," said I. "The pocket-lamp that you lent me is in my overcoat pocket. I put it there to return it to you." "Did you have occasion to use it?" he asked. "Yes. I paid another visit to the mysterious house and carried out your plan. I must tell you about it later." "Do. I shall be keenly interested to hear all about your adventures.
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