? ? ? ? "And no advice for me?" cried Blessington in a breaking voice.
? ? ? ? "My advice to you, sir, is to speak the truth."
? ? ? ? A minute later we were in the street and walking for home. We had crossed Oxford Street and were halfway down Harley Street before I could get a word from my companion.
? ? ? ? "Sorry to bring you out on such a fool's errand, Watson," he said at last. "It is an interesting case, too, at the bottom of it."
? ? ? ? "I can make little of it," I confessed.
? ? ? ? "Well, it is quite evident that there are two men -- more perhaps, but at least two -- who are determined for some reason to get at this fellow Blessington. I have no doubt in my mind that both on the first and on the second occasion that young man penetrated to Blessington's room, while his confederate, by an ingenious device, kept the doctor from interfering."
? ? ? ? "And the catalepsy?"
? ? ? ? "A fraudulent imitation, Watson, though I should hardly dare to hint as much to our specialist. It is a very easy complaint to imitate. I have done it myself."
? ? ? ? "And then?"
? ? ? ? "By the purest chance Blessington was out on each occasion.
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