His acting was evidently successful.
"Look here, Cleary," said the doctor, "I don't trust you. There's just one thing that will satisfy me. You must get away."
The doctor was trembling violently. Evidently fear had taken possession of him.
"Get away?" asked Nick, as if surprised.
"Yes; I'm afraid of you. You will talk."
"But where shall I go?"
"Go to Australia," said Dr. Jarvis, after a moment's reflection. "You have no family. It makes no difference to you where you go, so long as you have money."
"How much money?"
"In that safe," said the doctor, pointing to a steel box in the corner, "there is enough to start you. I have about five thousand dollars in cash there, and I will send ten times as much more after you. Is that enough?"
"You take my breath away," said Nick. "When must I go?"