CHAPTER XIV. THE RELEASE
“ By the way,” said Dr. Ansell one evening when Morel was in Sheffield, “we’ve got a man in the fever hospital here who comes from Nottingham—Dawes. He doesn’t seem to have many belongings in this world.”
“ Baxter Dawes!” Paul exclaimed.
“ That’s the man—has been a fine fellow, physically, I should think. Been in a bit of a mess lately. You know him?”
“ He used to work at the place where I am.”
“ Did he? Do you know anything about him? He’s just sulking, or he’d be a lot better than he is by now.”
“ I don’t know anything of his home circumstances, except that he’s separated from his wife and has been a bit down, I believe. But tell him about me, will you? Tell him I’ll come and see him.”
The next time Morel saw the doctor he said:
“ And what about
