CHAPTER XLVIII

THE DOOMSCHEN "I suppose," Mr. Sabin began, closing the door of the cabin behind him, "that I may take it--this episode--as an indication of your refusal to accept the proposals I made to you?" Mr. Watson did not immediately reply. He had seated himself on the corner of a lounge and was leaning forward, his head resting moodily upon his hands. His sallow face was paler even than usual, and his expression was sullen. He looked, as he undoubtedly was, in an evil humour with himself and all things. "It was not a matte…