The third witness, a woman, promptly fainted. When she revived she said she was willing to take her oath that this was the man. Not only was she sure of his height, weight, and complexion, but she recognized the same malicious gleam which flashed from the demon's eyes as he had stood over her. She shivered in fright. The fourth victim was a man of fifty. He was slower to decide, but the longer he stood in front of Donaldson, the surer he became. Donaldson, with his arms folded, never allowed his eyes to move from the honest eyes of this other. And as he looked he made a mental picture of the act of creeping up behind this man, of lifting his weapon, finally of striking. With the act of striking, his shoulders lifted, so intense was his determination. The man drew back from him. "Yes," he said, "I am sure. This is the brute." It was two hours later before Donaldson was finally handed over to the officers of the Tombs, and Saul turned back reluctantly to give to the eager reporters as meagre an outline of the story as he could. CHAPTER XXIII _When the Dead Awake_ Donaldson, without removing his clothes, tumbled across his bunk and fell into a merciful stupor which lasted until morning. He was aroused by a rough shaking and staggered to his feet to find Saul again confronting him. The latter had evidently been some time at his task, for he exclaimed, "I thought you were dead! You certainly sleep like an honest man." "Sleep? Where am I?" "You are at present enjoying a cell in the Tombs. You seem to like it." Donaldson pressed his hand to his aching eyes. Then slowly the truth dawned upon him. "What day is this?" he asked. "Thursday." "Yes. Yes. That's so. And to-morrow is Friday." "That's a good guess. Do you remember what happened last night?" "Yes, I remember. I 'm under arrest. I remember the terror in the face of that woman!" Saul laughed inhumanly. "Of all the bogie men I ever saw you were the worst." "I suppose I 'll be arraigned this morning." "I doubt it, old man. In some ways you deserve it, but I'm afraid the Chief won't satisfy your morbid cravings. Remember the story you told him?" "Yes." "And you 're wide enough awake to understand what I 'm saying to you now?" "Perfectly," answered Donaldson, growing suspicious. "Then," exploded Saul, "I want to ask you what the devil your blessed game is?" "I could n't sacrifice an honest man, could I?" "Then," went on Saul with increasing vehemence, "I want to tell you plainly that you 're a chump, because you sacrificed an honest man after all." "You have n't arrested Arsdale? Lord, Saul, you haven't done that, have you?" "No," answered Saul, "I was ass enough to arrest you." "It would be wrong, dead wrong, to touch the boy. He didn't have anything to do with this. There was no one with me." Saul took a long breath.