What was more, I could dictate to him--could keep his mouth shut with a threat of reviving the past, of putting him on his trial for robbery and attempted murder thirty years before.
"I determined to do it--to see him and reveal myself, and let him know that my own course of action would be decided by his.

If he chose to keep silent, he would have nothing to fear from me.
"I set out across the moors in the darkness.

It was raining, and I walked fast until Flint House loomed out of the blackness before me.

Then I paused to consider my course of action.

I was about to thwart a madman with a fixed idea, in a lonely house where he had in his service another man who could be depended on to make common cause against me when he knew the truth.