"Then, in that case, I must decline to advance you even so much as a
hundred pence."
"Two months."
"No--nor in that case either."
"Three months."
"If you will undertake to keep silence until you are compelled to
speak, I will give your suggestion my most careful consideration."
"Give it your most careful consideration! Oh, will you? It strikes me,
Mr. Tennant, that you are as far from understanding me as ever. If you
don't put the money down upon that table at once I go to the police."
He straightened his hat. He began to button up his overcoat. He looked,
and, it struck me, sounded as though he meant it. I hesitated. If the
woman who hesitates is lost, so also is the man. I was lost before; I
was lost again, because I hesitated. I was conscious that still the
bold part was the better part; that I should be wise to go to the
authorities and tell them the whole plain truth, although so tardily. I
knew that this man was a mean bloodsucker; that he would spend my
money, and then come to me for more and more, and, after all, would
hang me if he could. But I dared not face the prospect of being handed,
there and then, to the police; of being delivered by him into their
clutches, with his evidence to hang me. I wanted to see my wife, my
child, again. I wanted, if I could, to prepare them for the cloud which
was about to burst in storm upon their heads. I wanted breathing space;
time to look about me; to make ready. I wanted to postpone the falling
of the hammer. So I gave him the hundred pounds which he demanded,
bitterly conscious all the while of what a fool I was for giving it.
He would not take my cheque. Nothing would do for him but gold. I had
to send a clerk to the bank to get it. He thrust the washleather bag in
which it came, as it was, into his pocket. He was good enough to say
that he would not insult me by counting it; he would treat me as one
gentleman should always treat another. Then, with a triumphant grin,
and an airy raising of his hat, he left me to enjoy my reflections--if
I could.
CHAPTER V.
THE FACE IN THE DARKNESS.
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