“I do not,” said Murray, quietly. “It needs no exaggeration. Look!” he whispered; “we are followed, are we not?”
“I can hardly see for the darkness. Possibly. His men are always on the watch. No European monarch was ever better served by his secret police.”
“But tell me,” said Murray; “are you going back quietly to your place as soon as you have fetched Frank?”
“Not directly, perhaps, but very soon. We had better separate, and seem to be treating all this calmly, for our acts are certain to be reported to the rajah.”
“And what about our words at the house?”
“What? the possibility of them having been heard, and the information conveyed to the rajah?”
“Yes.”
“I cannot say. Let us both sleep on it. To-morrow I may have some plan.”
“And the boys. Are they to know?”
“As little as possible. Here we are. How quiet and peaceful the place seems! Asleep, I suppose. Tired of waiting.”