Without relinquishing his baggage to the boy he asked sharply:
"Is Dr. Anstruther here?"
But now Dr. Anstruther, who had been impatiently waiting, espied the arrival and after a glance at the initials on the traveling-roll said in hesitating tones:
"Mr. Jason Jones?"
"Yes. You must be the doctor who telegraphed me."
"I am Doctor Anstruther."
"All right. Where's my wife?"
There was no especial anxiety in his tones, which were slow and distinct and a trifle sharp. He seemed ill at ease and looked around the foyer again, as if fearing he had entered the wrong place.
"I will lead you to her presently," replied the physician gravely; "but first, sir, I must acquaint you with her condition, which is serious. I have engaged a room for you here and if you will please register we will go there together and talk undisturbed."
"All right," said Jason Jones. He registered at the desk and then turned and announced: "I'm ready. Go ahead."