The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 183: what you’re looking at

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174 THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY. ~ Andrews signs. I breathe easier when I see him do this, believing I have a firm hold of the reins, and the victory is near, Something prevents me from seeing the shadow of the advancing cloud. Samuels takes his place at the table, and, at my dictation, writes out what is really a confession of his share in the contemplated crime, though he does not realize it, and Andrews’ thoughts appear to be elsewhere, for as he stands there, his head is bent in a listening attitude. I, too, have heard voices in the hall outside, but pay little attention to them, my whole energy being devoted just at present to carrying this affair to a successful end. Once let me get that paper in my possession, and I can defy fate. Such is the thought that flashes through my mind. Samuels writes. He is slow at it, forming coal letter with the greatest care, as niighé a schoolboy. I cannot hurry him, impatient asI am to get through with the matter. Gradually he gets down what I have dictated, and signs his name at the bottom with a grand flourish. Little does he suspect that in doing so he has made out a pass for himself to visit Joliet, and re- main there for ten years, if I should ever take a fancy to use it in the future; but I mean to keep faith with these men, and whether the confession is ever brought into court, depends Sunray, upon. them. They can invite an attack by rash conduct, while ‘comicbool (S.CO m