We won't ask you for your story now; however, later on, you shall _bukh_ to your heart's content.

Now I am going to give you something to eat.

You look as if you want it badly enough." Gregory looked at Dempsey and made a sign, whereupon the other withdrew, to presently return carrying a bowl of soup.

The stranger drank it ravenously, and then lay back and closed his eyes once more.

He would have been a clever man who could have recognized in the emaciated being upon the bed, the spruce, well-cared-for individual who was known to the Hotel of the Three Desires in Singapore as Gideon Hayle.
"You'd better rest a while now," said Gregory, "and then perhaps you'll feel equal to joining us at mess, or whatever you like to call it." "Thanks very much," the man replied, with the conventional utterance of an English gentleman, which was not lost upon his audience.