“'Doctor!' I said, 'what am I going to do about this business?'
“'What business?'
“'Jack Drew's.'
“He looked at me sideways—the swift haunted look. Then he walked on without a word, for half a dozen yards, hands behind, and studying the dust. Then he asked, quite quietly:
“'Do you know the truth?'
“'Yes!'
“About a dozen yards this time; then he said:
“'I'll see him in the morning, and see you afterwards,' and he shook hands and went on home.
“Next day he came to me where I was doing a job on a step ladder. He leaned his elbow against the steps for a moment, and rubbed his hand over his forehead, as if it ached and he was tired.
“'I've seen him, Mitchell,' he said.