"
"I shall only stay a few minutes," I answered; "and I will be careful not
to disturb him."
She stood quite still for a moment, looking sullenly at us. Then she
turned away and left the room. Guest raised himself a little in the bed.
"She has gone to fetch one of my--guardians," he remarked grimly.
"I am going to take you away from here--down to my home in the country,"
I said. "Do you think you can stand the journey?"
"Whether I can or not makes no difference," he answered. "I shall never
be allowed to leave this room alive."
The Britisher in me was touched.
"Rubbish," I answered, "if you talk like that, I shall go to Scotland
Yard at once. I tell you frankly, I don't like your nurse. I don't like
your doctor, I don't like their shutting you up in this lonely part of
the hotel, and I can't understand the attitude of Mr. Blumentein at all.
He must know what he is risking in attempting this sort of thing, in
London of all places in the world."
He interrupted me impatiently.
"Don't talk about Scotland Yard," he said.
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