A Study in Scarlet — page 169: what you’re looking at

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A STUDY IN SCARLET. Gr the way, the father and daughter were walking in freat of us. “ “It's infernally dark,’ said he, stamping about. “*We'll soon have a light,’ I said, striking a match and putting it to a wax-candle which I had brought with me. ° Now, Enoch Drebber,’ I continued, turning te him, and holding the light to my own face ‘who am I? “He gazed at me with bleared, drunken eyes for a moment, and then I saw a horror spring up in them and convulse his whole features, which showed me that he knew me. He staggered back with a livid face, and 1 saw the perspiration break out upon his brow, while his teeth chattered. At the sight, I leaned my back against the door and laughed Ioud and long. I had always inown that vengeance would be sweet, but had never hoped for the contentment of soul which now possessed mec. “*You dog!’ Z said, ‘I have hunted you from Salt Lake City t¢ St. Petersburg, and you have always es- caped me. Now at last your wanderings ha ve come to an end, for either you or I shall never see to-morrow’s sun rise.” He shrunk still further away as I spoke, and I could see on his face that he thought I was mad. So J was, for the time. The pulses in my temples beat like sledge-hammers, and I believe I would have had a fit of some sort if the blood had not gushed from my nose and relieved me. GOMiGcdoo