"Who is he?"
The Doctor smiled very faintly, then became serious again, and shook his head; "I obey orders, General," he said.
"Then reply," said the general.
"I am commanded to say yes or no," said the Doctor. "I suppose, however, there is no objection?" looking at me. I inclined my head. Etiquette could no longer restrain the staff. We were all in a huddle.
"He is Jones Berwick," said Dr. Khayme.
"Do you vouch for him?"
"Yes, General."
"He brings information of great import, if true; there is immense danger in accepting it, if false."
"I will answer for him with my life, General."
"But may he not be deceived? May you not be deceived in him? And he will tell nothing except what he wishes to tell!"