“No one must know. It would be bad for him at the institution.”
“Yes, sir, and he’d have to give up his chambers, of course, if any of the neighbours—I mean gentlemen in the other rooms—made complaints.”
“All of which we can avoid. It only wants time. There, I’ll go up and see him now, and Mr Brettison, too. Mind, I rely upon your being discreet.”
“Of course, sir, and thank you for coming in. You don’t know how much good you’ve done me, sir.”
“I’m glad you spoke to me,” said Guest; and he went across the inn to Stratton’s chambers.
Chapter Twenty Six.
In gross Darkness.
The staircase was very gloomy and quiet as Guest ascended, and he paused on the landing on finding Stratton’s outer door shut, and after a few moments’ hesitation, turned off to the left, meaning to have a few words with Brettison about their friend’s state.