Newall placed a hand quite lovingly on Stanley's shoulder.
"Want? No more of this wretched waiting game! Let's go to Percival straight—straight! Do you hear?" came hoarsely from Stanley's lips.
"Yes, I hear; and I am with you."
And Newall exchanged a swift smile of triumph with Parfitt.
CHAPTER XLII
UNEXPECTED TIDINGS
As soon as Paul had accomplished his purpose, and seen the flag waving in its old place on the turret, he went to the room of Mr. Weevil. He knew well enough that inquiries would be made respecting the return of the flag, and therefore he took the straightforward course of going at once to headquarters.
"Come in!" came the voice of the master in response to the knock on his door.
He was pacing to and fro the room—the same room in which Paul had seen him on that never-to-be-forgotten night with Zuker. He stopped as Paul entered, and regarded him in his usual manner—through half-closed eyes.