'James, do you want doctoring?' he inquired, as they entered the one just vacated by Lawyer Gwinn.
'No, I don't. What do you mean?'
'If you don't, you belie your looks; that's all. Can you honestly affirm to me that you are in robust health?'
'I am in good health. There is nothing the matter with me.'
'Then there's something else in the wind. What's the trouble?'
A flush rose to the face of Mr. Hunter.
'I am in no trouble that you can relieve; I am quite well. I repeat that I do not understand your meaning.'
The doctor gazed at him keenly, and his tone changed to one of solemn earnestness.
'James, I suspect that you are in trouble. Now, I do not wish to pry into it unnecessarily; but I would remind you of the sound wisdom that lies in the good old proverb: "In the multitude of counsellors there is safety."'
'And if there is?' returned Mr. Hunter.