Edwyn Carmel looked at him for some seconds in silence.
"I am still puzzled," he said. "I don't know whether you are serious; but, in any case, there's a good hotel in the town—you can go there."
"Thank you—without a shilling," laughed the young man, a little wickedly.
"A word from me will secure you credit there."
"But I'm in the doctor's hands, don't you see?"
"It is nothing very bad," answered Mr. Carmel; "and you will be nearer the doctor there."
The stranger, sitting up straight, replied:
"I suppose I shall; but the doctor likes a walk, and I don't wish him a bit nearer."
"But this is, for the time being, my house, and you must go," replied Edwyn Carmel, coldly and firmly.
"It is also my house, for the time being; for Miss Ware has given me leave to stay here."