Dr. Livermore gave a curious glance about him. Then he shook hands with the inspector. Then he sat down. Taking off his hat, he wiped his brow.
"Well? Anything wrong?"
"The chaplain says he is bewitched."
The governor looked at the inspector, and the inspector looked at him.
"Bewitched?" said Mr. Paley.
"I told you the man was mad," the inspector muttered.
"Hush!" the doctor whispered. "Here he comes."
Even as he spoke the chaplain entered, leaning on the chief warder's arm. He advanced to the table at which the governor sat, looking Mr. Paley steadily in the face.
"Mr. Paley, I have to report to you that I have been bewitched."
"I am sorry to hear that, Mr. Hewett." He could not resist a smile. "Though I am afraid I do not understand exactly what you mean."