"Yes," said he, "that would be better. I am pretty tired, as Jack says. Well, I'll turn in. Good night. I'll see you at breakfast and after that we can have our talk."
Shaking hands with Mr. Temple and throwing curt nods to Bob and Frank, Rollins left the room. A moment later Jack arose and followed swiftly but silently to the door on the gallery. Peering around the doorpost cautiously, he assured himself Rollins had entered his own room, then returned.
The others looked at him in surprise, unable to understand the meaning of his actions. Jack soon enlightened them.
Crouched before the fire and with his eyes on the door for signs of interruption, while the others pulled their chairs close about him, Jack in a low voice outlined his experiences of the night.
When he spoke of Rollins's using the radio, Frank uttered an exclamation.
"That's how the enemy learned just what time we would arrive," he declared.
Jack shook his head.
"No," said he. "All Rollins had to do to spread that information was to tell Remedios. The latter could notify the men who laid for us."
"Well, then, whom was he telephoning to?"
Jack again arose and moved to the door and peered out. No signs of life. He returned and resuming his position said in a low voice: