“Have you ever attempted to kill any one in these fits before?”
“No, thank heaven! I can’t account for my action to-night. But it is getting late; we had better go to bed.”
“I will never occupy the stateroom with you again!” said Bernard hastily.
“Don’t be foolish,” returned the professor testily. “You surely don’t suppose you are in any further peril?”
“I don’t know about that. According to your own statement, you are subject to fits of sleep walking, when you are not responsible for what you do.”
“They occur only at rare intervals. The last one was two months since. Come to the stateroom. Your omission to do so will only create scandal.”
“Let it,” said Bernard resolutely. “It won’t be my fault. There is nothing that I am afraid to have revealed.”
“But can’t you see what a position it will put me in?”
“I can’t help that, Professor Puffer.”
“But you can’t go without sleep.”