It was not until the two men were together in Grey’s room that O’Hara broke his news.
“They’ve cleared out,” he said, bluntly. “What do you think of that for a rum go?”
Grey, who had been drawing off his gloves, stopped midway in the process.
“Cleared out!” he repeated, in astonishment. “Who have cleared out? What do you mean?”
“The whole crew,” declared O’Hara, “Lindenwald and Lutz and Johann. I understood at first that you and the Fraülein had gone with them, but the portier told me that you and she had started earlier and that your traps were still here.”
“But they?” Grey pursued, eagerly. “Where have they gone? Did they leave no word?”
“Devil a word,” returned the Irishman. “They paid their bill—that is, the Captain did—and departed, kit and all.”
“What does it mean?”
“That’s what I’d like to know.”
Grey drew off his other glove.