"If he is asleep I shall wake him.

If he is awake he will know very well that there is no escaping me." He turned away from Louis.

His hand was already outstretched toward the handle of my door.

Then I saw Louis snatch the Malacca cane from its place and swing it behind his body.

He was already poised for the blow--a blow which would have killed any man breathing--when I sprang to the ground and flung open the door.
"Look out!" I cried.
The newcomer sprang on one side.