There was a deafening explosion close behind me, which caused me to
jump back startled. I dropped the man's hand and turned quickly in the
direction of the sound; but, as I did so, a second shot from a
revolver held by an unknown person was discharged full in my face.
The truth was instantly plain. I had been entrapped for my watch and
jewellery--like many another medical man in London has been before me;
doctors being always an easy prey for thieves. The ruffian shamming
illness sprang from his bed fully dressed, and at the same moment two
other blackguards, who had been hidden in the room, flung themselves
upon me ere I could realize my deadly peril.
The whole thing had been carefully planned, and it was apparent that
the gang were quite fearless of neighbours overhearing the shots. The
place bore a bad reputation, I knew; but I had never suspected that a
man might be fired at from behind in that cowardly way.
So sudden and startling were the circumstances that I stood for a
moment motionless, unable to fully comprehend their intention. There
was but one explanation. These men intended to kill me!
Without a second's hesitation they rushed upon me, and I realized with
heart-sinking that to attempt to resist would be utterly futile. I was
entirely helpless in their hands!
CHAPTER XXI.
WOMAN'S WILES.
"Look sharp!" cried the black-bearded ruffian who had feigned illness.
"Give him a settler, 'Arry. He wants his nerves calmin' a bit!"
The fellow had seized my wrists, and I saw that one of the men who had
sprung from his place of concealment was pouring some liquid from a
bottle upon a sponge. I caught a whiff of its odour--an odour too
familiar to me--the sickly smell of chloroform.
Fortunately I am pretty athletic, and with a sudden wrench I freed my
wrists from the fellow's grip, and, hitting him one from the shoulder
right between the eyes, sent him spinning back against the chest of
drawers. To act swiftly was my only chance. If once they succeeded in
pressing that sponge to my nostrils and holding it there, then all
would be over; for by their appearance I saw they were dangerous
criminals, and not men to stick at trifles. They would murder me.
As I sent down the man who had shammed illness, his two companions
dashed towards me with imprecations upon their lips; but with
lightning speed I sprang towards the door and placed my back against
it. So long as I could face them I intended to fight for life. Their
desire was, I knew, to attack me from behind, as they had already
done. I had surely had a narrow escape from their bullets, for they
had fired at close range.
At Guy's many stories have been told of similar cases where doctors,
known to wear valuable watches, diamond rings or scarf pins, have been
called at night by daring thieves and robbed; therefore I always, as
precaution, placed my revolver in my pocket when I received a night
call to a case with which I was not acquainted.
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