"Aren't you well, sir?" the
attendant asked the doctor, with an anxious note in his voice.
The man's anxiety was not feigned. He was really a faithful servant
in his devotion to the old doctor, although Muller had not misjudged
him when he decided that this young giant was capable of anything.
Good and evil often lie so close together in the human heart.
The doctor's emotion prevented him from speaking, and the detective
answered in his place. "It is a sudden indisposition," he said.
"Lead me to No. 302, who is waiting for us, I suppose. The doctor
wants to lie down a moment in his own room."
Gyuri glanced distrustfully at this man whom he had met for the
first time to-day, but who was no stranger to him--for he had
already learned the identity of the guest in the rectory. Then
he turned his eyes on his master. The latter nodded and said:
"Take the gentleman to Varna's room. I will follow shortly."
The cell to which they went was the first one at the head of the
staircase. "Extremely convenient," thought Muller to himself. It
was a large room, comfortably furnished and filled now with the red
glow of the setting sun.
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