They weren't very keen at my taking a hand, so I had to use your name.

But I'm all right now," he assured me.
"They think you vouched for me, and to-night they're going to raise the limit.

I've convinced them I'm an easy mark." "And I take it you are not," I said stiffly.
He considered this unworthy of an answer and only smiled.

Then the smile died, and again in his eyes I saw distress, infinite weariness, and fear.
As though his thoughts drove him to seek protection, he came closer.
"I'm 'in bad,' doctor," he said.

His voice was frightened, bewildered, like that of a child.