Curious combination of evils." "Poor chap!" said Simkins, "no constitution could survive that." "Nothing is impossible," said the doctor, "very interesting case; keep up the strength, nurse." Everything was done that was possible for poor Cardo; the nurses were unremitting in their care and attention, but nothing roused him from his trance-like stupor.
During the course of the day, the news of the finding of an unknown man on the quay reached the Wolfington Hotel, where the waiter, with another knowing wink and shake of the head, said, "On the razzle-dazzle again, I expect.

Must be the same man." And he proceeded upstairs to examine the luggage, from which Cardo had removed the labels intending to redirect them to his uncles house.

There was no letter or paper found to indicate the name of the owner, even the initials C.W.

gave no clue.
"What was the man's name ?" said the waiter to Mr.Simkins, who happened to call the following morning.
"Don't know.

Charles Williams he is called at the hospital.