His appearance was absolutely spectral.
"Laverick," he said feebly, "there is something else, but I cannot tell you--I cannot tell any one." "Just as you please, of course," Laverick answered.

"I am simply anxious to help you." "You can do that as it is!" Morrison exclaimed feverishly.

"You must promise me something--promise that if any one asks for me to-morrow before I get away, you will not tell them where I am.
Say you suppose that I am at my rooms, or that I have gone into the country for a few days.

Say that you are expecting me back.
Don't let any one know that I have gone abroad, until I am safely away.

And then don't tell a soul where I have gone." "Have you been up to any tricks with your friends ?" Laverick asked sternly.
"I haven't--I swear that I haven't," Morrison declared.