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Chapter 1

           

           “Isthedoorlocked?”heaskedfeverishly,andhefastenedthechainwithhisownhand.

           “I’mverysorry,”hesaidhumbly.“It’samightyliberty,butyoulookedthekindofmanwhowouldunderstand.I’vehadyouinmymindallthisweekwhenthingsgottroublesome.Say,willyoudomeagoodturn?”

           “I’lllistentoyou,”Isaid.“That’sallI’llpromise.”Iwasgettingworriedbytheanticsofthisnervouslittlechap.

           Therewasatrayofdrinksonatablebesidehim,fromwhichhefilledhimselfastiffwhisky-and-soda.Hedrankitoffinthreegulps,andcrackedtheglassashesetitdown.

           “Pardon,”hesaid,“I’mabitrattledtonight.Yousee,Ihappenatthismomenttobedead.”

           Isatdowninanarmchairandlitmypipe.

           “Whatdoesitfeellike?”Iasked.IwasprettycertainthatIhadtodealwithamadman.

           Asmileflickeredoverhisdrawnface.“I’mnotmadyet.Say,sir,I’vebeenwatchingyou,andIreckonyou’reacoolcustomer.Ireckon,too,you’reanhonestman,andnotafraidofplayingaboldhand.I’mgoingtoconfideinyou.Ineedhelpworsethananymaneverneededit,andIwanttoknowifIcancountyouin.”

           “Getonwithyouryarn,”Isaid,“andI’lltellyou.”

           Heseemedtobracehimselfforagreateffort,andthenstartedonthequeerestrigmarole.Ididn’tgetholdofitatfirst,andIhadtostopandaskhimquestions.Buthereisthegistofit:

           HewasanAmerican,fromKentucky,andaftercollege,beingprettywelloff,hehadstartedouttoseetheworld.

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