"What, the Harkaway family, do you mean?"
"Yes."
"And you would take it there?"
"Why not? Mr. Harkaway is a clever man. He is surrounded also by clever people; there is a curious old gentleman there, too, an old gentleman of great learning, and he might be enabled to throw some light upon the secret, which even the closest scrutiny can not penetrate."
Hunston listened to the end, but not without having to exercise a certain amount of self-control.
"How is this old gentleman called—this clever, learned old gentleman?"
"You seem to say that with a sneer, sir," said the surgeon; "but you may rely upon it he is a very great savant—a man of great accomplishments—and a warrior who has—"
"Who has lost two legs!"
"Yes. You know him?"
"Slightly; his name is Mole."