“There! Hear that?” cried Glyn.
“I am not deaf, stupid.”
“Then jump up and go and see what it is.”
“Shan’t! It’s quite dark yet, and I am as tired as can be.”
“Well, only get up and see what that noise is, and then you can go to sleep again.”
“Shan’t, I tell you. I am not your coolie. What lazy people you English are!”
There was a fresh jangling from below, exciting Glyn’s curiosity almost to the highest pitch.
“Look here, Singhy, if you don’t get up directly and see what that noise is, I’ll come and make you.”
“You do if you dare!”
Glyn threw the clothes back, sprang out of bed, and the next moment the coverings of his companion were stripped off on to the floor.