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"
I
do
not
propose
to
let
you
go
.
If
you
are
what
you
say
you
are
,
you
will
soon
have
a
chance
of
clearing
yourself
.
If
you
are
what
I
believe
you
are
,
I
do
not
think
you
will
see
the
light
much
longer
.
"
He
rang
a
bell
,
and
a
third
servant
appeared
from
the
veranda
.
"
I
want
the
Lanchester
in
five
minutes
,
"
he
said
.
"
There
will
be
three
to
luncheon
.
"
Then
he
looked
steadily
at
me
,
and
that
was
the
hardest
ordeal
of
all
.
There
was
something
weird
and
devilish
in
those
eyes
,
cold
,
malignant
,
unearthly
,
and
most
hellishly
clever
.
They
fascinated
me
like
the
bright
eyes
of
a
snake
.
I
had
a
strong
impulse
to
throw
myself
on
his
mercy
and
offer
to
join
his
side
,
and
if
you
consider
the
way
I
felt
about
the
whole
thing
you
will
see
that
that
impulse
must
have
been
purely
physical
,
the
weakness
of
a
brain
mesmerized
and
mastered
by
a
stronger
spirit
.
But
I
managed
to
stick
it
out
and
even
to
grin
.
"
You
'll
know
me
next
time
,
guv
'n
or
,
"
I
said
.
"
Karl
,
"
he
spoke
in
German
to
one
of
the
men
in
the
doorway
,
"
you
will
put
this
fellow
in
the
storeroom
till
I
return
,
and
you
will
be
answerable
to
me
for
his
keeping
.
"
I
was
marched
out
of
the
room
with
a
pistol
at
each
ear
.
The
storeroom
was
a
damp
chamber
in
what
had
been
the
old
farmhouse
.
There
was
no
carpet
on
the
uneven
floor
,
and
nothing
to
sit
down
on
but
a
school
form
.
It
was
black
as
pitch
,
for
the
windows
were
heavily
shuttered
.
I
made
out
by
groping
that
the
walls
were
lined
with
boxes
and
barrels
and
sacks
of
some
heavy
stuff
.
The
whole
place
smelt
of
mould
and
disuse
.
My
gaolers
turned
the
key
in
the
door
,
and
I
could
hear
them
shifting
their
feet
as
they
stood
on
guard
outside
.
