He deemed it advisable, however, to humour him, for experience had taught him that it was never at any time advisable to contradict patients in the condition Murdock was in at that time.
“You are in earnest—I know that,” said he; “and I am quite sure you would keep your word as far as your promise to me is concerned.”
“But you don’t believe me, for all that,” observed the sick man.
“Yes, I do—indeed, I do.”
“You merely say that to humour me. Your manner belies your words.”
“I tell you I do.”
“Good, then—that being so we shall be able to understand each other, and I will take you into my confidence, for I believe I can trust you.”
The conversation was suddenly brought to a close by the entrance of the prison chaplain.