6/35 'And a dry Heidsieck too! We're in luck, Dick, old man.' I never ate a more welcome meal, for we had starved in that dirty hotel. But I had still the old feeling of the hunted, and before I began I asked about the door. 'My fellows are on the stair and at the gate. If the _Metreb_ are in possession, you may bet that other people will keep off. Your past is blotted out, clean vanished away, and you begin tomorrow morning with a new sheet. |