Calling the nurse he said, "What is the matter with that man there?"
"He is dying," was the reply.
"Is that so?"
"It's a case of suicide. He was the Italian valet of an English nobleman, they say."
"What is the nobleman's name?"
"Lord Maltravers."
Mr. Mole, at this announcement, gave a start which nearly displaced the splints around his leg.
"Bambino!" he ejaculated.
As he said this; the man in a dying condition looked up with wide-open eyes.
The mention of his name seemed to have aroused him from the state of stupor into which he was plunged.