"I know you must be damned tired, Lowell, and I don't want to pester you. But will you let me stay in
your room with you while you are sleeping?"
I said with the same stubborn irritability:
"For God's sake, Braile, didn't you hear what I told Ricori? I'm much obliged and all of that, but it applies
to you as well."
He said quietly: "I am going to stay right here in the study, wide-awake, until McCann comes or dawn
comes. If I hear any sounds in your room, I'm coming in. Whenever I want to take a look at you to see
whether you are all right, I'm coming in. Don't lock your door, because if you do I'll break it down. Is
that all quite clear?"
I grew angrier still. He said: