They walked down the hallway into the darkness, and then they bumped simultaneously against what seemed to be a wall."What the deuce," said Livingston. "Could Pompey have given us a bum steer?""Livingston," said Harry, "I don't mean to cast blame, but you said that Pompey told us to make a left at the end of that other hallway, but when we came to its end, you made a right.""I did?""Yes, I'm pretty sure.""Why didn't you say something?""I don't know.""You don't know.""No, I suppose I'm not very assertive by nature.""Wait a minute," said Livingston.Harry heard a knocking sound from Livingston's direction...