CHAPTER XXIII.
WHAT FOLLOWED THE MURDER.
There was a dreadful pause, after the commission of the deed, in which no word was spoken by either of the parties.

The murderer, meanwhile, with the utmost composure wiped his bloody knife in the coat of the man whom he had slain.

Boldly and coolly then, he broke the silence which was certainly a painful one to Munro if not to himself.
"We shall hear no more of his insolence.

I owed him a debt.

It is paid.
If fools will be in the way of danger, they must take the consequences." The landlord only groaned.
The murderer laughed.
"It is your luck," he said, "always to groan with devout feeling, when you have _done_ the work of the devil! You may spare your groans, if they are designed for repentance.