If he were as thin-skinned as this betokened, one should experience but little difficulty in reaching the heart of his trouble.
With an air of quiet interest Mr.Gryce sat down by the young man's side.
Would this display of friendliness have the effect of restoring some of his self-possession and giving him the confidence he evidently lacked?
No, the red fled from his cheek, and a ghastly white took its place; but he showed no other change.
Meantime the detective studied his countenance.

It was a good one, but just now so distorted by suffering that only such as were familiar with his every look could read his character from his present expression.
Would a more direct question rouse him?
Possibly.

At all events, Mr.
Gryce decided to make the experiment.
"Will you give me your name ?" he asked, "-- your name and residence ?" The man he addressed gave a quick start, pulled himself together and made an attempt to reply.
"My name is Travis.

I am an Englishman just off the steamer from Southampton.

My home is in the county of Hertfordshire.