Even out there, when I don't care a damn whether I live or die, the blasted thing gets hold of me." He swung himself away from the table and shook his great clenched firsts.

"By the grace of God, no one yet has seemed to notice it.

I suppose I have a swift brain and as soon as the thing is over I can cover it up.

It's my awful terror that one day I shall be found out and everything I've gained shall be stripped away from me." "But what about a thing like this ?" said I, tapping Colonel Dacre's letter.
"That's all right," he answered grimly.

"That's when I know what I'm facing.