"How long have I been asleep?"
"About a quarter-of-an-hour," replied Beaumont, glancing at his watch. "Were you dreaming at all? Hypnotism usually produces dreams."
"Aha!" said Garsworth, cunningly, "I was dreaming of my secret. I did not speak in my sleep, did I?" he asked, in sudden terror.
"No, you were perfectly quiet," answered the artist, going back to his seat.
"I feel too tired to sit any more," observed Garsworth, rising with a great effort. "I must lie down. Hypnotism seems to exhaust the body very much."
"It does, of course; it acts physically."
The squire, with the aid of his stick, moved painfully to the door, leaving Beaumont smiling at the picture before him.
[CHAPTER XX.]
WHEN IN DOUBT, PLAY TRUMPS.
Life is a game
The keenest wins.
Repute or shame.
Life is a game;
We give or claim
For virtues, sins;
Life is a game
The keenest wins