'Perhaps I heard only one.'
'Then no doubt he was talking to himself. You won't be surprised to learn that he had been in an excessively emotional condition all day.... It is all very sad. Only a month ago, and Tudor was—but what am I saying? Who knows what perils and misfortunes he—they—may not have escaped? For my part, I envy—yes, I envy Tudor.'
'But not her? You do not envy her? In your quality of philosophy, you regret her death?'
'Do not ask me to be consistent,' said the philosopher, after a long pause.
Hugo rose and approached Darcy.
'Are you acquainted with a man named Louis Ravengar?' he demanded in a rather loud tone.
The doctor scanned his face.
'I have heard Tudor mention the name, but I do not know him.'
'And upon my soul I believe you,' cried Hugo. 'Nevertheless—'
'Nevertheless what?'