"It's a fair bargain, mind, on my side as well as on yours," he
said. "You give me five shillings, and I give you in return a
clean, comfortable bed; and I warrant, beforehand, that you won't
be interfered with, or annoyed in anyway, by the man who sleeps
in the same room with you." Saying those words, he looked hard,
for a moment, in young Holliday's face, and then led the way into
the room.

It was larger and cleaner than Arthur had expected it would be.
The two beds stood parallel with each other, a space of about six
feet intervening between them. They were both of the same medium
size, and both had the same plain white curtains, made to draw,
if necessary, all round them.

The occupied bed was the bed nearest the window. The curtains
were all drawn round it except the half curtain at the bottom, on
the side of the bed furthest from the window. Arthur saw the feet
of the sleeping man raising the scanty clothes into a sharp
little eminence, as if he was lying flat on his back. He took the
candle, and advanced softly to draw the curtain--stopped half
way, and listened for a moment--then turned to the landlord.

"He is a very quiet sleeper," said Arthur. "Yes," said the
landlord, "very quiet." Young Holliday advanced with the candle,
and looked in at the man cautiously.

"How pale he is," said Arthur.

"Yes," returned the landlord, "pale enough, isn't he?"