“No, he still hopes. He grieved me to the heart by bidding me tell him the whole truth; he even bade me give my word of honour that I was speaking the truth. Then he asked me if he were positively in danger of death.”
“And you told him the truth?”
“Certainly not. I told him his sickness was undoubtedly a mortal one, but that with the help of nature and art wonders might be worked.”
“Then you deceived him, and told a lie?”
“I did not deceive him; his recovery comes under the category of the possible. I did not want to leave him in despair, for despair would most certainly kill him.”
“Yes, yes; but you will confess that you told him a lie and broke your word of honour.”
“I told no lie, for I know that he may possibly be cured.”
“Then you lied just now?”
“Not at all, for he will die to-morrow.”
“It seems to me that your reasoning is a little Jesuitical.”