“But,” I exclaimed, “don’t you think that it is a very suspicious affair?”

“I do,” he replied. “A very fishy business indeed, and you were quite right to come and tell us about it.”

“It seems a pity not to take some measures,” I said. “While you are waiting to hear something further, they may give the poor wretch a fresh dose and kill him.”

“In which case we should hear something further, unless some fool of a doctor were to give a death certificate.”

“But that is very unsatisfactory. The man ought not to be allowed to die.”