ROBERTS, with as much returning dignity as can comport with his
dishevelled appearance: ‘Yes; I took it from him.’ At his wife’s
speechless astonishment: ‘I went after him and took it from him.’ He
sits down, and continues with resolute calm, while his wife remains
standing before him motionless: ‘Agnes, I don’t know how I came to do it.
I wouldn’t have believed I could do it. I’ve never thought that I had
much courage—physical courage; but when I felt my watch was gone, a sort
of frenzy came over me. I wasn’t hurt; and for the first time in my life
I realised what an abominable outrage theft was. The thought that at six
o’clock in the evening, in the very heart of a great city like Boston, an
inoffensive citizen could be assaulted and robbed, made me furious. I
didn’t call out. I simply buttoned my coat tight round me and turned and
ran after the fellow.’
MRS. ROBERTS: ‘Edward!’
ROBERTS: ‘Yes, I did. He hadn’t got half-a-dozen rods away—it all took
place in a flash—and I could easily run him down. He was considerably
larger than I—’
MRS. ROBERTS: ‘Oh!’
ROBERTS: ‘—and he looked young and very athletic; but these things didn’t
seem to make any impression on me.’
MRS. ROBERTS: ‘Oh, I wonder that you live to tell the tale, Edward!’
ROBERTS: ‘Well, I wonder a little at myself. I don’t set up for a great
deal of—’
MRS. ROBERTS: ‘But I always knew you had it! Go on. Oh, when I tell
Willis of this! Had the robber any accomplices? Were there many of
them?’
ROBERTS: ‘I only saw one. And I saw that my only chance was to take him
at a disadvantage. I sprang upon him, and pulled him over on his back.
I merely said, “I’ll trouble you for that watch of mine, if you please,”
jerked open his coat, snatched the watch from his pocket—I broke the
chain, I see—and then left him and ran again. He didn’t make the
slightest resistance nor utter a word. Of course it wouldn’t do for him
to make any noise about it, and I dare say he was glad to get off so
easily.’ With affected nonchalance: ‘I’m pretty badly rumpled, I see.
He fell against me, and a scuffle like that doesn’t improve one’s
appearance.’
MRS. ROBERTS, very solemnly: ‘Edward! I don’t know what to say! Of
course it makes my blood run cold to realise what you have been through,
and to think what might have happened; but I think you behaved
splendidly. Why, I never heard of such perfect heroism! You needn’t
tell _me_ that he made no resistance. There was a deadly struggle—your
necktie and everything about you shows it. And you needn’t think there
was only one of them—’
ROBERTS, modestly: ‘I don’t believe there was more.’
MRS. ROBERTS: ‘Nonsense! There are _always_ two! I’ve read the accounts
of those garottings. And to think you not only got out of their clutches
alive, but got your property back—Willis’s watch! Oh, what _will_ Willis
say? But I know how proud of you he’ll be. Oh, I wish I could scream it
from the house-tops. Why didn’t you call the police?’
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