An honest fool--But I am digressing from the case in point.

I have never trusted anybody all my life, so you may feel honored.

I have a small parcel which I want you to take to England for me.

Here it is." His long lean hands went searching in his dressing-gown, and presently produced an old brown bag, held together at the neck by a string.
"See here!" he said; and he pushed the glasses and papers aside from the table near him and undid the string.

Then he craned forward to look about him, laying a spasmodic clutch on the bag.