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"
Oblige
me
by
going
back
to
the
house
,
"
said
the
Voice
,
as
tense
and
grim
as
Adye
's
.
"
Sorry
,
"
said
Adye
a
little
hoarsely
,
and
moistened
his
lips
with
his
tongue
.
The
Voice
was
on
his
left
front
,
he
thought
.
Suppose
he
were
to
take
his
luck
with
a
shot
?
"
What
are
you
going
for
?
"
said
the
Voice
,
and
there
was
a
quick
movement
of
the
two
,
and
a
flash
of
sunlight
from
the
open
lip
of
Adye
's
pocket
.
Adye
desisted
and
thought
.
"
Where
I
go
,
"
he
said
slowly
,
"
is
my
own
business
.
"
The
words
were
still
on
his
lips
,
when
an
arm
came
round
his
neck
,
his
back
felt
a
knee
,
and
he
was
sprawling
backward
.
He
drew
clumsily
and
fired
absurdly
,
and
in
another
moment
he
was
struck
in
the
mouth
and
the
revolver
wrested
from
his
grip
.
He
made
a
vain
clutch
at
a
slippery
limb
,
tried
to
struggle
up
and
fell
back
.
"
Damn
!
"
said
Adye
.
The
Voice
laughed
.
"
I
'd
kill
you
now
if
it
was
n't
the
waste
of
a
bullet
,
"
it
said
.
He
saw
the
revolver
in
mid-air
,
six
feet
off
,
covering
him
.
"
Well
?
"
said
Adye
,
sitting
up
.
"
Get
up
,
"
said
the
Voice
.
Adye
stood
up
.
"
Attention
,
"
said
the
Voice
,
and
then
fiercely
,
"
Do
n't
try
any
games
.
Remember
I
can
see
your
face
if
you
ca
n't
see
mine
.
You
've
got
to
go
back
to
the
house
.
"
"
He
wo
n't
let
me
in
,
"
said
Adye
.
