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The
goon
started
to
argue
.
Heaven
knows
what
subtleties
his
dim
wits
were
crediting
me
with
.
There
was
enough
slack
on
the
chain
now
for
me
to
raise
my
arms
.
I
did
,
and
hammered
both
fists
at
his
head
so
that
it
went
back
against
the
wall
with
a
crack
.
That
disposed
of
his
argument
.
I
found
the
key
in
his
side
pocket
.
"
Listen
,
"
I
told
the
rest
.
"
Turn
round
,
all
of
you
,
and
keep
going
straight
ahead
.
Don
’
t
separate
,
or
you
’
ll
have
had
it
.
Get
moving
now
.
"
I
got
one
wristlet
open
,
ridded
myself
of
the
chain
,
and
scrambled
over
the
wall
into
somebody
’
s
garden
.
I
crouched
there
while
I
got
rid
of
the
other
cuff
.
Then
I
moved
across
to
peer
cautiously
over
the
far
angle
of
the
wall
.
The
young
man
with
the
pistol
had
not
come
rushing
after
us
,
as
I
had
half
expected
.
He
was
still
with
his
party
,
giving
them
an
instruction
.
And
now
I
came
to
think
of
it
,
why
should
he
hurry
?
Since
we
had
not
fired
back
at
him
,
he
could
reckon
we
were
unarmed
and
we
wouldn
’
t
be
able
to
get
away
fast
.
When
he
’
d
finished
his
directions
he
walked
out
confidently
into
the
road
to
a
point
where
he
had
a
view
of
my
retreating
group
.
At
the
corner
he
stopped
to
look
at
the
two
prone
watchdogs
.
Probably
the
chain
suggested
to
him
that
one
of
them
had
been
the
eyes
of
our
gang
,
for
he
put
the
pistol
back
in
his
pocket
and
began
to
follow
the
rest
in
a
leisurely
fashion
.
That
wasn
’
t
what
I
had
expected
,
and
it
took
me
a
minute
to
see
his
scheme
.
Then
it
came
to
me
that
his
most
profitable
course
would
be
to
follow
them
to
our
H
.
Q
.
and
see
what
pickings
he
could
hijack
there
.
He
was
,
I
had
to
admit
,
either
much
quicker
than
I
at
spotting
chances
or
bad
previously
given
more
thought
to
the
possibilities
that
might
arise
than
I
had
.
I
was
glad
that
I
had
told
my
lot
to
keep
straight
on
.
Most
likely
they
’
d
get
tired
of
it
after
a
bit
,
but
I
reckoned
they
’
d
none
of
them
be
able
to
find
the
way
back
to
the
hotel
and
so
lead
him
to
it
.
As
long
as
they
kept
together
,
I
’
d
be
able
to
collect
them
all
later
on
without
much
difficulty
.
The
immediate
question
was
what
to
do
about
a
man
who
carried
a
pistol
and
didn
’
t
mind
using
it
.
In
some
parts
of
the
world
one
might
go
into
the
first
house
in
sight
and
pick
up
a
convenient
firearm
.
Hampstead
was
not
like
that
;
it
was
a
highly
respectable
suburb
,
unfortunately
.
There
might
possibly
be
a
sporting
gun
to
be
found
somewhere
,
but
I
would
have
to
hunt
for
it
.
The
only
thing
I
could
think
of
was
to
keep
him
in
sight
and
hope
that
some
opportunity
would
offer
a
chance
to
deal
with
him
.
I
broke
a
branch
off
a
tree
,
scrambled
back
over
the
wall
,
and
began
to
tap
my
way
along
the
curb
,
looking
,
I
hoped
,
indistinguishable
from
the
hundreds
of
blind
men
one
bad
seen
wandering
the
streets
in
the
same
way
.
The
road
ran
straight
for
some
distance
.
The
redheaded
young
man
was
perhaps
fifty
yards
ahead
of
me
,
and
my
party
another
fifty
ahead
of
him
.
We
continued
like
that
for
something
over
half
a
mile
.
To
my
relief
,
none
of
the
front
party
showed
any
tendency
to
turn
into
the
road
which
led
to
our
base
.
I
was
beginning
to
wonder
how
long
it
would
be
before
they
decided
that
they
bad
gone
far
enough
,
when
an
unexpected
diversion
occurred
.
One
man
who
had
been
lagging
behind
the
rest
finally
stopped
.
He
dropped
his
stick
and
doubled
up
with
his
arms
over
his
belly
.
Then
be
sagged
to
the
ground
and
lay
there
,
rolling
with
pain
.
The
others
did
not
stop
for
him
.
They
must
have
heard
his
moans
,
but
probably
they
had
no
idea
he
was
one
of
themselves
.
The
young
man
looked
toward
him
and
hesitated
.
He
altered
his
course
and
bore
across
toward
the
contorted
figure
.
He
stopped
a
few
feet
away
from
him
and
stood
gazing
down
.
For
perhaps
a
quarter
of
a
minute
he
regarded
him
carefully
.
Then
slowly
,
but
quite
deliberately
,
he
pulled
his
pistol
out
of
his
pocket
and
shot
him
through
the
bead
.
