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"
When
I
had
him
fairly
inside
my
cab
,
my
heart
jumped
so
with
joy
that
I
feared
lest
at
this
last
moment
my
aneurism
might
go
wrong
.
I
drove
along
slowly
,
weighing
in
my
own
mind
what
it
was
best
to
do
.
I
might
take
him
right
out
into
the
country
,
and
there
in
some
deserted
lane
have
my
last
interview
with
him
.
I
had
almost
decided
upon
this
,
when
he
solved
the
problem
for
me
.
The
craze
for
drink
had
seized
him
again
,
and
he
ordered
me
to
pull
up
outside
a
gin
palace
.
He
went
in
,
leaving
word
that
I
should
wait
for
him
.
There
he
remained
until
closing
time
,
and
when
he
came
out
he
was
so
far
gone
that
I
knew
the
game
was
in
my
own
hands
.
"
Do
n't
imagine
that
I
intended
to
kill
him
in
cold
blood
.
It
would
only
have
been
rigid
justice
if
I
had
done
so
,
but
I
could
not
bring
myself
to
do
it
.
I
had
long
determined
that
he
should
have
a
show
for
his
life
if
he
chose
to
take
advantage
of
it
.
Among
the
many
billets
which
I
have
filled
in
America
during
my
wandering
life
,
I
was
once
janitor
and
sweeper
out
of
the
laboratory
at
York
College
.
One
day
the
professor
was
lecturing
on
poisions
,
25
and
he
showed
his
students
some
alkaloid
,
as
he
called
it
,
which
he
had
extracted
from
some
South
American
arrow
poison
,
and
which
was
so
powerful
that
the
least
grain
meant
instant
death
.
I
spotted
the
bottle
in
which
this
preparation
was
kept
,
and
when
they
were
all
gone
,
I
helped
myself
to
a
little
of
it
.
I
was
a
fairly
good
dispenser
,
so
I
worked
this
alkaloid
into
small
,
soluble
pills
,
and
each
pill
I
put
in
a
box
with
a
similar
pill
made
without
the
poison
.
I
determined
at
the
time
that
when
I
had
my
chance
,
my
gentlemen
should
each
have
a
draw
out
of
one
of
these
boxes
,
while
I
ate
the
pill
that
remained
.
It
would
be
quite
as
deadly
,
and
a
good
deal
less
noisy
than
firing
across
a
handkerchief
.
From
that
day
I
had
always
my
pill
boxes
about
with
me
,
and
the
time
had
now
come
when
I
was
to
use
them
.
"
It
was
nearer
one
than
twelve
,
and
a
wild
,
bleak
night
,
blowing
hard
and
raining
in
torrents
.
Dismal
as
it
was
outside
,
I
was
glad
within
--
so
glad
that
I
could
have
shouted
out
from
pure
exultation
.
If
any
of
you
gentlemen
have
ever
pined
for
a
thing
,
and
longed
for
it
during
twenty
long
years
,
and
then
suddenly
found
it
within
your
reach
,
you
would
understand
my
feelings
.
I
lit
a
cigar
,
and
puffed
at
it
to
steady
my
nerves
,
but
my
hands
were
trembling
,
and
my
temples
throbbing
with
excitement
.
As
I
drove
,
I
could
see
old
John
Ferrier
and
sweet
Lucy
looking
at
me
out
of
the
darkness
and
smiling
at
me
,
just
as
plain
as
I
see
you
all
in
this
room
.
All
the
way
they
were
ahead
of
me
,
one
on
each
side
of
the
horse
until
I
pulled
up
at
the
house
in
the
Brixton
Road
.
"
There
was
not
a
soul
to
be
seen
,
nor
a
sound
to
be
heard
,
except
the
dripping
of
the
rain
.
When
I
looked
in
at
the
window
,
I
found
Drebber
all
huddled
together
in
a
drunken
sleep
.
I
shook
him
by
the
arm
,
'
It
's
time
to
get
out
,
'
I
said
.
"'
All
right
,
cabby
,
'
said
he
.
"
I
suppose
he
thought
we
had
come
to
the
hotel
that
he
had
mentioned
,
for
he
got
out
without
another
word
,
and
followed
me
down
the
garden
.
I
had
to
walk
beside
him
to
keep
him
steady
,
for
he
was
still
a
little
top-heavy
.
When
we
came
to
the
door
,
I
opened
it
,
and
led
him
into
the
front
room
.
I
give
you
my
word
that
all
the
way
,
the
father
and
the
daughter
were
walking
in
front
of
us
.
"'
It
's
infernally
dark
,
'
said
he
,
stamping
about
.
"'
We
'll
soon
have
a
light
,
'
I
said
,
striking
a
match
and
putting
it
to
a
wax
candle
which
I
had
brought
with
me
.
'
Now
,
Enoch
Drebber
,
'
I
continued
,
turning
to
him
,
and
holding
the
light
to
my
own
face
,
'
who
am
I
?
'
