"Willingly, if we but had the room——"
"Or a pallet of straw in your stable. I am not fastidious."
"Ah, as to that, of course. It can be managed." Renwick took out a hundred-kroner note, and held it before the man's eyes.
"If you will do as I ask I will give you this."
"And what is that?"
"A place in your stable tonight—breakfast at three in the morning, and the clothing you now stand in——"
"My clothing?"
"No questions asked, and silence. Do you agree?"
"But I do not understand."
"It is not necessary that you should. I shall do you no harm."