"That was not my doing," he rapped out.
"I see no need for a competition as to who has done the most harm," I retorted, coldly. "The question now is how that harm can best be repaired. Gareth is very ill—but worse in mind than in body; and she will not recover unless her mind is eased."
"Not recover?" he cried, catching at the words. "There is no need to talk like that. Dr. Armheit does not take any such serious view as that."
"Could Dr. Armheit be told all the facts?"
"My God!" he cried under his breath; and turning away looked out of the window.
In the silence I heard a carriage drive up to the door. "Here is the doctor, I expect. You can tell him and get his opinion when he knows."
But it was not the doctor. It was Karl with Colonel Katona; and James Perry showed them in.
On the threshold the Colonel, catching sight of Gustav, stopped abruptly, with a very stern look, and would not have entered the room had I not gone to him and urged him.
"There is something to be done here which is above all quarrels, Colonel. You must come in, please."
"I have told him that Gareth is ill," said Karl.