In the meantime, Mr Glascock and Trevelyan were visiting the child.  It was evident that the father, let him be ever so mad, had discerned the expediency of allowing some one to see that his son was alive and in health.  Mr Glascock did not know much of children, and could only say afterwards that the boy was silent and very melancholy, but clean, and apparently well.  It appeared that he was taken out daily by his father in the cool hours of the morning, and that his father hardly left him from the time that he was taken up till he was put to bed.  But Mr Glascock’s desire was to see Trevelyan alone, and this he did after they had left the boy.  ‘And now, Trevelyan,’ he said, ’what do you mean to do?’

‘To do?’

’In what way do you propose to live?  I want you to be reasonable with me.’

‘They do not treat me reasonably.’

’Are you going to measure your own conduct by that of other people?  In the first place, you should go back to England.  What good can you do here?’ Trevelyan shook his head, but remained silent.  ’You cannot like this life.’

‘No, indeed.  But whither can I go now that I shall like to live?’

‘Why not home?’

‘I have no home.’

’Why not go back to England?  Ask your wife to join you, and return with her.  She would go at a word.’  The poor wretch again shook his head.  ’I hope you think that I speak as your friend,’ said Mr Glascock.

‘I believe you do.’

’I will say nothing of any imprudence; but you cannot believe that she has been untrue to you?’ Trevelyan would say nothing to this, but stood silent waiting for Mr Glascock to continue.  ’Let her come back to you here; and then, as soon as you can arrange it, go to your own home.’

‘Shall I tell you something?’ said Trevelyan.

‘What is it?’

He came up close to Mr Glascock, and put his hand upon his visitor’s shoulder.  ’I will tell you what she would do at once.  I dare say that she would come to me.  I dare say that she would go with me.  I am sure she would.  And directly she got me there, she would say that I was mad!  She my wife, would do it!  He, that furious, ignorant old man below, tried to do it before.  His wife said that I was mad.’  He paused a moment, as though waiting for a reply; but Mr Glascock had none to make.  It had not been his object, in the advice which he had given, to entrap the poor fellow by a snare, and to induce him so to act that he should deliver himself up to keepers; but he was well aware that wherever Trevelyan might be, it would be desirable that he should be placed for awhile in the charge of some physician.  He could not bring himself at the spur of the moment to repudiate the idea by which Trevelyan was actuated.  ‘Perhaps you think that she would be right?’ said Trevelyan.

‘I am quite sure that she would do nothing that is not for the best,’ said Mr Glascock.

’I can see it all.  I will not go back to England, Mr Glascock.  I intend to travel.  I shall probably leave this and go to to to Greece, perhaps.  It is a healthy place, this, and I like it for that reason; but I shall not stay here.  If my wife likes to travel with me, she can come.  But to England I will not go.’