“Yes.”
“Then you must select some place to begin with and settle there for a time—say in Brittany, inland or on the coast. Let that man be with you, and his nurse, and always under your eye.”
“Willingly.”
“When tired of one place go to another; but he must not be left.”
“I’ll do it,” said Brettison eagerly.
“I knew you would. But listen; I shall share your task. I’ll give up everything to guard against that horror. Will you help me?”
“My boy, I tell you, yes; and gladly, too, now that this black shadow is being swept from your life.”
“Thank you, Brettison. We will start to-morrow, if possible; if not, as soon as it is.”
“Good. He will be no trouble, and it will be like old times again, Malcolm. Bless you, my boy! It gives me life to see you growing firm and like yourself again. Who’s that?”
He started as he stood up and clasped Stratton’s hand, for there was a sharp double knock at the outer door.