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"
Not
in
London
at
any
rate
.
"
I
went
into
the
slums
towards
Great
Portland
Street
,
and
found
myself
at
the
end
of
the
street
in
which
I
had
lodged
.
I
did
not
go
that
way
,
because
of
the
crowd
halfway
down
it
opposite
to
the
still
smoking
ruins
of
the
house
I
had
fired
.
My
most
immediate
problem
was
to
get
clothing
.
What
to
do
with
my
face
puzzled
me
.
Then
I
saw
in
one
of
those
little
miscellaneous
shops
--
news
,
sweets
,
toys
,
stationery
,
belated
Christmas
tomfoolery
,
and
so
forth
--
an
array
of
masks
and
noses
.
I
realised
that
problem
was
solved
.
In
a
flash
I
saw
my
course
.
I
turned
about
,
no
longer
aimless
,
and
went
--
circuitously
in
order
to
avoid
the
busy
ways
,
towards
the
back
streets
north
of
the
Strand
;
for
I
remembered
,
though
not
very
distinctly
where
,
that
some
theatrical
costumiers
had
shops
in
that
district
.
"
The
day
was
cold
,
with
a
nipping
wind
down
the
northward
running
streets
.
I
walked
fast
to
avoid
being
overtaken
.
Every
crossing
was
a
danger
,
every
passenger
a
thing
to
watch
alertly
.
One
man
as
I
was
about
to
pass
him
at
the
top
of
Bedford
Street
,
turned
upon
me
abruptly
and
came
into
me
,
sending
me
into
the
road
and
almost
under
the
wheel
of
a
passing
hansom
.
The
verdict
of
the
cab-rank
was
that
he
had
had
some
sort
of
stroke
.
I
was
so
unnerved
by
this
encounter
that
I
went
into
Covent
Garden
Market
and
sat
down
for
some
time
in
a
quiet
corner
by
a
stall
of
violets
,
panting
and
trembling
.
I
found
I
had
caught
a
fresh
cold
,
and
had
to
turn
out
after
a
time
lest
my
sneezes
should
attract
attention
.
"
At
last
I
reached
the
object
of
my
quest
,
a
dirty
,
fly-blown
little
shop
in
a
by-way
near
Drury
Lane
,
with
a
window
full
of
tinsel
robes
,
sham
jewels
,
wigs
,
slippers
,
dominoes
and
theatrical
photographs
.
The
shop
was
old-fashioned
and
low
and
dark
,
and
the
house
rose
above
it
for
four
storeys
,
dark
and
dismal
.
I
peered
through
the
window
and
,
seeing
no
one
within
,
entered
.
The
opening
of
the
door
set
a
clanking
bell
ringing
.
I
left
it
open
,
and
walked
round
a
bare
costume
stand
,
into
a
corner
behind
a
cheval
glass
.
For
a
minute
or
so
no
one
came
.
Then
I
heard
heavy
feet
striding
across
a
room
,
and
a
man
appeared
down
the
shop
.
"
My
plans
were
now
perfectly
definite
.
I
proposed
to
make
my
way
into
the
house
,
secrete
myself
upstairs
,
watch
my
opportunity
,
and
when
everything
was
quiet
,
rummage
out
a
wig
,
mask
,
spectacles
,
and
costume
,
and
go
into
the
world
,
perhaps
a
grotesque
but
still
a
credible
figure
.
And
incidentally
of
course
I
could
rob
the
house
of
any
available
money
.
"
The
man
who
had
just
entered
the
shop
was
a
short
,
slight
,
hunched
,
beetle-browed
man
,
with
long
arms
and
very
short
bandy
legs
.
Apparently
I
had
interrupted
a
meal
.
He
stared
about
the
shop
with
an
expression
of
expectation
.
This
gave
way
to
surprise
,
and
then
to
anger
,
as
he
saw
the
shop
empty
.
'
Damn
the
boys
!
'
he
said
.
He
went
to
stare
up
and
down
the
street
.
He
came
in
again
in
a
minute
,
kicked
the
door
to
with
his
foot
spitefully
,
and
went
muttering
back
to
the
house
door
.
"
I
came
forward
to
follow
him
,
and
at
the
noise
of
my
movement
he
stopped
dead
.
I
did
so
too
,
startled
by
his
quickness
of
ear
.
He
slammed
the
house
door
in
my
face
.
"
I
stood
hesitating
.
Suddenly
I
heard
his
quick
footsteps
returning
,
and
the
door
reopened
.
He
stood
looking
about
the
shop
like
one
who
was
still
not
satisfied
.
Then
,
murmuring
to
himself
,
he
examined
the
back
of
the
counter
and
peered
behind
some
fixtures
.
Then
he
stood
doubtful
.
He
had
left
the
house
door
open
and
I
slipped
into
the
inner
room
.
"
It
was
a
queer
little
room
,
poorly
furnished
and
with
a
number
of
big
masks
in
the
corner
.
On
the
table
was
his
belated
breakfast
,
and
it
was
a
confoundedly
exasperating
thing
for
me
,
Kemp
,
to
have
to
sniff
his
coffee
and
stand
watching
while
he
came
in
and
resumed
his
meal
.
And
his
table
manners
were
irritating
.
Three
doors
opened
into
the
little
room
,
one
going
upstairs
and
one
down
,
but
they
were
all
shut
.
I
could
not
get
out
of
the
room
while
he
was
there
;
I
could
scarcely
move
because
of
his
alertness
,
and
there
was
a
draught
down
my
back
.
Twice
I
strangled
a
sneeze
just
in
time
.
