"Knowing it, you did not come to the rescue of poor Weston?"
"I did not, sir."
"May I ask why?" and Frank Powell spoke sternly.
"I will tell you the reason, Surgeon Powell, if you will pledge me your word to receive it in sacred confidence."
"I will so pledge myself, Mr. Seldon."
"Because, sir, I am Wallace Weston."
Frank Powell was always a calm, cool man, but now he sprang to his feet, dropping his pipe, and cried:
"Do you speak the truth?"
"I do, sir."
"Upon honor?"