The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 149: what you’re looking at

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140 ‘THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY. Andrews swears at this. “T remember he was much interested in the Case. Well, you cur from Scotland Yard, you have gotten yourself in a pretty scrape. I suppose you are pre- pared to die,” he says. The girl even frowns at me—I imagine she is angry more because I scolded her than on any other account. That 1s woman-like. Thus beset by enemies, Duncan Craig feels quite easy regarding his safety. They dare not attempt his life, however much they may threaten him. “A man in my line of business, Burke, knows that he takes his hfe in his hand whenever he enters upon a game of this sort; nevertheless, I have not the remotest idea of dying just now.” “Well, you’re nearer to it than ever before in your life, man. In no other way can I secure my- self. There will be some excuse for the deed. I will swear that you followed my child here—that you basely insulted her—she will scream out before I fire, and I—they will look upon me asa hero be- cause I have dared defend my daughter.” He snatches the revolver from the hand of the old doctor. I can see a devilish light in his eyes. There is really no telling what aman may do on the spur of the moment. It is quite possible he will regret the deed as soon as it is done, but such re- morse will not collect my scattered brains, It is high time I played a trump card. “Andrews!” “Well, what is it?” | “Do you see my hands—they rest upon my knees, and can do you no harm. I give no evidence of calling out. Do not put a noose around your neck by being hasty,” comicbooks com