“Yes,” I said. “Why?”
“Well, do you know, old chap, I thought I heard somebody about!” he replied. “Even with the dynamo running I fancied I overheard voices. Therefore I cut off at once, and went outside to see. Strangers seemed to be somewhere at the back.”
“Did you find anyone?” Roseye asked.
“Nobody—yet I’m quite certain I heard voices,” he insisted.
“Some of the men from the market-garden perhaps,” I remarked.
“I don’t think so,” was Teddy’s reply.
“Why not?” I demanded in surprise.
“Well—because what I heard—and I tell you, Claude, I heard it quite distinctly—was a sudden exclamation of surprise.”
“Surprise!”
“Yes. As though somebody had made an unexpected discovery,” Teddy said. “I had just been watching the effect on the pole through your glasses, and had returned inside when I heard an exclamation, followed by some quick words of surprise that I could not catch. It was a man’s voice.”