“See the place, sir. Who is it that nearly killed that poor fellow?”
“How did you know that some one did?”
Mr Girtle’s visitor laughed a quiet little laugh.
“Oh, we know, sir. He’s horribly bad.”
“No; decidedly better.”
“No, sir. I was at the hospital this morning, and they don’t think he’ll live the day. He has let it all out.”
“Look here, my man, we are confusing matters,” said Mr Girtle.
“Why, you’ve got a wounded man here?”
“Yes. There, my good fellow, I suppose you must know all, now.”
“I suppose we must, sir,” said the officer, with a grim smile. “Strange that you should so soon have another trouble here.”