"Let us walk out to the Gap of Sorgie."

"What's that?"

"A showplace," answered Nightspore, biting his lip.

Maskull finished off the cup, and rose to his feet. "Walking is
better than soaking at any time, and especially on a day like
this.... How far is it?"

"Three or four miles each way."

"You probably mean something," said Maskull, "for I'm beginning to
regard you as a second Krag. But if so, so much the better.
I am growing nervous, and need incidents."

They left the house by the door, which they left ajar, and
immediately found themselves again on the moorland road that had
brought them from Haillar. This time they continued along it, past
the tower.

Maskull, as they went by, regarded the erection with puzzled
interest. "What is that tower, Nightspore?"

"We sail from the platform on the top."

"Tonight?"--throwing him a quick look.

"Yes."