Harriet stopped to consider again. Her head and shoulders seemed to cringe forward slightly as she heard the scrape of the stone revealing the hidden hewn space. She dropped what she was doing and turned standing to face Meesei with narrow eyes. She seemed ready to spring to action more than full of any fear. She peered at Meesei's face, and then her hand that was obscuring the compartment. "What is it that you see?" Harriet said slowly in a low tone.

The compartment itself had greater traces of Grolak. He had obviously handled the rag as well as the vial. Harriet's scent was all over the room, but focussed examination found her scent on the rag as well.