So, keep me in darkness to-day, if you want to, old man.

For a hustler I'm not in too big a hurry, you see.

I'm for holding back to get a bigger jump." "You can't be in a big hurry, even if you want to, Ingolby," rejoined Rockwell, gripping the wrist of the sick man, and leaning over him.
Ingolby grew suddenly very still.

It was as though vague fear had seized him and held him in a vice.

"What is it?
What do you want to say to me ?" he asked in a low, nerveless tone.
"You've been hit hard, Chief.