"No need to alarm the household," he said. "Geoffrey shall procure a lantern, and I will come and assist in the search. I don't want to be seen just yet; but it really does not much matter, as there is no need for further concealment. If these men are drowned, they are drowned, and there is an end of the matter. In any case, we have the chief culprit by the heels."
It was possible, after all, to reach the vaults without being seen. Geoffrey procured a lantern and the party set out. When they were at the bottom of the steps they could hear the sea slashing and beating on the walls and sides of the vault. A great wave slipped up as the door opened.
Geoffrey bent down with the lantern in his hand. For some time he searched the boiling spume without success.
"Can you see anything?" asked Tchigorsky.
"Nothing whatever," said Geoffrey. "It is possible that they might not—— Ah!"
He shuddered as he raised the light. The spume ceased to boil for a moment, then a stiff, rigid hand crept horribly from the flood. A brown sodden face followed. There lay one of the Asiatics past the power of further harm.
"You have seen one," Tchigorsky shouted, "and there is the other."
Another face came up like a repulsive picture on a screen. A minute later and the two bodies were dripping on the steps of the vault.