After a while Errington said almost vexedly-- "Are you struck dumb, George?
Haven't you a word to say to a fellow ?" "Just what I was about to ask _you_," replied Lorimer carelessly; "and I was also going to remark that we hadn't seen your mad friend up at the Gueldmar residence." "No.

Yet I can't help thinking he has something to do with them, all the same," returned Errington meditatively.

"I tell you, he swore at me by some old Norwegian infernal place or other.

I dare say he's an Odin worshipper, too.

But never mind him.