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“
What
about
it
?
”
his
mind
asked
,
and
for
answer
he
put
his
hand
slowly
up
and
scratched
his
head
.
The
manager
was
no
fool
to
be
led
blindly
away
by
such
an
errant
proposition
as
this
,
but
his
situation
was
peculiar
.
Wine
was
in
his
veins
.
It
had
crept
up
into
his
head
and
given
him
a
warm
view
of
the
situation
.
It
also
coloured
the
possibilities
of
ten
thousand
for
him
.
He
could
see
great
opportunities
with
that
.
He
could
get
Carrie
.
Oh
,
yes
,
he
could
!
He
could
get
rid
of
his
wife
.
That
letter
,
too
,
was
waiting
discussion
to
-
morrow
morning
.
He
would
not
need
to
answer
that
.
He
went
back
to
the
safe
and
put
his
hand
on
the
knob
.
Then
he
pulled
the
door
open
and
took
the
drawer
with
the
money
quite
out
.
With
it
once
out
and
before
him
,
it
seemed
a
foolish
thing
to
think
about
leaving
it
.
Certainly
it
would
.
Why
,
he
could
live
quietly
with
Carrie
for
years
.
Lord
!
what
was
that
?
For
the
first
time
he
was
tense
,
as
if
a
stern
hand
had
been
laid
upon
his
shoulder
.
He
looked
fearfully
around
.
Not
a
soul
was
present
.
Not
a
sound
.
Some
one
was
shuffling
by
on
the
sidewalk
.
He
took
the
box
and
the
money
and
put
it
back
in
the
safe
.
Then
he
partly
closed
the
door
again
.
To
those
who
have
never
wavered
in
conscience
,
the
predicament
of
the
individual
whose
mind
is
less
strongly
constituted
and
who
trembles
in
the
balance
between
duty
and
desire
is
scarcely
appreciable
,
unless
graphically
portrayed
.
Those
who
have
never
heard
that
solemn
voice
of
the
ghostly
clock
which
ticks
with
awful
distinctness
,
“
thou
shalt
,
”
“
thou
shalt
not
,
”
“
thou
shalt
,
”
“
thou
shalt
not
,
”
are
in
no
position
to
judge
.
Not
alone
in
sensitive
,
highly
organised
natures
is
such
a
mental
conflict
possible
.
The
dullest
specimen
of
humanity
,
when
drawn
by
desire
toward
evil
,
is
recalled
by
a
sense
of
right
,
which
is
proportionate
in
power
and
strength
to
his
evil
tendency
.
We
must
remember
that
it
may
not
be
a
knowledge
of
right
,
for
no
knowledge
of
right
is
predicated
of
the
animal
’
s
instinctive
recoil
at
evil
.
Men
are
still
led
by
instinct
before
they
are
regulated
by
knowledge
.
It
is
instinct
which
recalls
the
criminal
—
it
is
instinct
(
where
highly
organised
reasoning
is
absent
)
which
gives
the
criminal
his
feeling
of
danger
,
his
fear
of
wrong
.
At
every
first
adventure
,
then
,
into
some
untried
evil
,
the
mind
wavers
.
The
clock
of
thought
ticks
out
its
wish
and
its
denial
.
To
those
who
have
never
experienced
such
a
mental
dilemma
,
the
following
will
appeal
on
the
simple
ground
of
revelation
.
When
Hurstwood
put
the
money
back
,
his
nature
again
resumed
its
ease
and
daring
.
No
one
had
observed
him
.
He
was
quite
alone
.
No
one
could
tell
what
he
wished
to
do
.
He
could
work
this
thing
out
for
himself
.
The
imbibation
of
the
evening
had
not
yet
worn
off
.
Moist
as
was
his
brow
,
tremble
as
did
his
hand
once
after
the
nameless
fright
,
he
was
still
flushed
with
the
fumes
of
liquor
.
He
scarcely
noticed
that
the
time
was
passing
.
He
went
over
his
situation
once
again
,
his
eye
always
seeing
the
money
in
a
lump
,
his
mind
always
seeing
what
it
would
do
.
He
strolled
into
his
little
room
,
then
to
the
door
,
then
to
the
safe
again
.
He
put
his
hand
on
the
knob
and
opened
it
.
There
was
the
money
!
Surely
no
harm
could
come
from
looking
at
it
!
