He told the rest of his story.

He had bidden his followers carry him back to Berber, and then, influenced by the natural wish to hide his calamity as long as he could, he had enjoined upon them silence.

Calder heard the story through to the end, and then rose at once to his feet.
"There's a doctor.

He is clever, and, for a Syrian, knows a good deal.

I will fetch him here privately, and we will hear what he says.