“No, sir.”
“One thing only is worth knowing or thinking of now; whether there is hope for this our brother in that world to which he has passed all unprepared. Hodges, you saw him last alive!”
Hodges groaned. “I saw him last at night, and first in the morning.”
“I entreat you to remember all that passed at night between you!”
“Then cover up his face—it draws my eyes to it.”
Mr. Eden covered the dead face gently with his handkerchief.
“Mr. Hawes met me in the corridor and sent me to take away his bed. I found him dozing, and I took—I did what I was ordered.”
Mr. Eden sighed.
“Tell me what he said and did.”
“Well, sir! when I showed him the order, 'fourteen days without bed and gas,' he bursts out a laughing—”