other cases about these Inns of Court. There’s evidently a gang of them, and this knife might convict the lot; there’s no saying; anyway I think the police should have it. If you like I’ll take it to Scotland Yard myself, and hand it over without mentioning your name.”
“Oh, if you keep my name out of it,” said I, “and say nothing about it here in the hotel, you may do what you like, and welcome! It’s the proper course, no doubt; only I’ve had publicity enough, and would sooner have felt that blade
For moments or for minutes I wondered stupidly, dazed as I was. Then I remembered - and the tears gushed to my eyes. How could I ever have forgotten? I deserved it all, all, all! To think that many a time we must have sat together on this very coop! I kissed its blistering edge at the thought, and