“Are you and Loman great friends?”
“No, we are not friends.”
“Does he often come to your study?”
“No, sir. Very rarely.”
“May I ask, Greenfield,” said the Doctor, “why he was in your study last night?”
This was getting close quarters for Oliver, who, however, had made up his mind he must, if put to it, say all he knew.
“He came to—to ask me about something.”
“Yes, what?”
“He made me promise not to tell any one.”
“Greenfield,” said the Doctor, seriously, “Loman has disappeared from Saint Dominic’s. Why, I cannot say. If you know of anything which will account for this proceeding, you owe it to yourself, to me, and to your schoolfellow, who may yet be recovered, to speak plainly now.”