"Yes, sir; I am sorry to say he is in rather poor health."
"Where is he?"
"In the next room to yours. He is with Mr. Rockwood, who owns this hotel."
"Let me see him at once. I hope he is not dangerously sick."
"No; but he is more troubled in mind than in body."
"Is he insane?"
"No, sir; he blames himself very much for something he has done."
"What has he done?" asked my friend, very much troubled.
"He has been gambling; but he regrets it so sincerely, that I am sure he will be a better man than he ever was before. You shall see him now, and I know you will be very gentle with him."