The doctor paused, and played nervously with his watch-chain.
"There seems what?" asked Roland, bluntly.
"Something that I scarcely like to hint at."
"How, sir?"
"Well, if you will pardon my saying so, he seems to suffer more from illness of the mind than of the body."
"Of the mind?" asked Roland, haughtily.
"Yes; as if some secret preyed upon him. I have watched him closely from time to time, for the last few years, and such, my dear sir, is my firm conviction."
"Your idea seems to me incomprehensible, doctor."
"There is a skeleton in every house," said the other with a simper.
"Sir, you forget yourself," exclaimed Roland, with haughty surprise. "What skeleton could be in ours?"