"Simpson," I said, "I want you to take this paper and put it away in a place of safety. You must not open it unless something happens to me."
"Happens to you, sir? What can happen to you?"
"I don't know—nothing, most likely. But I am giving this to you in case there should. Don't be alarmed. If nothing happens to me, let it lie in a place of safety, and give it to me when I ask for it, but if anything should happen...."
"Yes, sir," he said eagerly, as I hesitated. "If anything should happen, sir?"
"Then—then you will take this to Mr. Josiah Lethbridge!"
"Mr. Josiah Lethbridge, sir?"
"Yes, take it to him immediately. You must not delay a second."
"But what can happen to you, sir?"
"I know of nothing," I replied. "I am only taking a precaution. That is all, Simpson. Good-night."
I held the lamp in my hand as I spoke, while Simpson sat up in his bed staring at me.