I--I begin to feel a little better.

Our long confidential talk has done me good.

By the by, Greenacre--I beg your pardon, Gammon--you quite understand that it is all in the strictest confidence.

I trust you implicitly as my dear wife's friend; it is all in her interests, as you see.

I think now, if you would kindly get a cab--yes, I feel quite equal to it now--we will go to Lowndes Mansions." The voice was thin, husky, senile; but his tone had more of rationality, and he appeared to have made up his mind to a course of action.