one of the five men walked over and touched Yussuf Dakmar's shoulder.
At once he followed all five of them out of the room, whereat Grim and
Jeremy promptly went to bed. It was so obviously my turn to stay awake
that Grim didn't even trouble to remind me of it.

So I took the whisky upstairs, noticed that Narayan Singh was missing
from the couch where he had gone to sleep, although the fox-terrier was
snoring so loud in his blankets that I had to look twice in the dim
light. I mentioned that fact to Grim who merely smiled as he got
between the sheets. Then I went down to the street to get exercise and
fresh air. I didn't go far, but strode up and down in front of the
hotel a quarter of a mile or so in each direction, keeping in the middle
of the street.

I had made the fourth or fifth turn when Narayan Singh came out and
accosted me under the lamplight.

"Pardon," he called aloud in English, "does the sahib know where I can
find a druggist's open at this hour? I have a toothache and need
medicine."

"Come and I'll show you a place," said I with the patronizing air of a
tourist showing off his knowledge, and we strode along together down the
street, he holding one hand to his jaw.

"Thus and so it happened, sahib," he began as soon as we had gone a safe
distance. "I lay sleeping, having kept my belly empty that I might wake
easily. There came Yussuf Dakmar and five men brushing by me, and they
all went into a room four doors beyond the sahib's. The room next
beyond that one is occupied by an officer sahib, who fought at El-Arish