He had hardly closed the door behind himself when Gilmore sprang to his feet with an oath and lit the gas.
“What’s up?” asked Geary.
“We’re a couple of fools.”
“Well?”
“Did you see the watchman down there?”
“Didn’t know there was one.”
“Well, there was.”
“Where was he when we were there?”
“That’s just what I’d like to know.”
“Probably off on a drunk,” suggested Geary.