They were, however, to return that evening.
"I talked a good deal, Charley, when I was sick ?" said Alton.
Seaforth smiled dryly.

"There is no use in denying it, because you did," he said.
Alton's face grew clouded.

"I'd have bitten my tongue right through if I'd known.

There were one or two things I'd been through that would come back to me, things one would sooner forget." Seaforth appeared thoughtful, but evidently decided that frankness was best.

"There certainly were occasions when your recollections were somewhat realistic." Alton groaned, and his face was a study of consternation.