“You stare at me very strangely,” continued Mr. Zuidhoorn. “What can have brought all this crowd of people together?”
“They are curious, I suppose, to know,” replied the recorder, not without hesitation, “how it will end.”
“How will what end?”
“Well, sir, what will be the result of the session.”
“The session?” repeated Mr. Zuidhoorn, surprised in his turn, “is there anything very remarkable about it?”
The recorder evidently felt very ill at ease.
“Sir,” he stammered, “you seem not to know what has taken place.”
“No, I don’t,” replied Mr. Zuidhoorn, “what is the matter?”
Mr. Thomasz was getting more and more nervous. His face, which was very sallow, began to assume a greenish yellow complexion. Mr. Zuidhoorn seeing the man’s confusion cried out:
“Speak up for goodness sake, man, speak up!”