I did not reply. Something seemed to seal my lips. I saw Springfield's features working strangely, while the scar under his right ear was very strongly in evidence.
'Look here,' he said, as if with sudden decision, 'it's a shame for you to leave your friend under such circumstances. If Sir Thomas will lend his car, I will drive to Plymouth. You just write a letter, Luscombe, giving your doctor friend full particulars, and I'll drag him here by the hair of the head, if necessary.'
I had not time to reflect on his sudden change of front, and I was about to close with the offer, but something, I cannot tell what, stopped me.
'It's awfully good of you,' I said, 'but I think I'll go myself, if
Buller will go with me to show me the way.'
I found Dr. Merril, who had been giving some instructions as to things he wanted, and I led him aside.
'You will keep near Edgecumbe, won't you?' I said hurriedly. 'Don't let any one but Sir Thomas and Lady Bolivick enter the room. I have particular reasons for asking this.'
'What reasons?' And I could see he was surprised.
'I can't tell you, but I don't speak without thought. Perhaps later I may explain.'
A few minutes later I had started for Plymouth.