I prayed to God, Herr, that your friend's bullet would carry death.

But it was not to be." "I am going back to London," said I.

"When I have settled up my affairs there I shall return." "And then ?" "Perhaps I shall complete what my friend began." I climbed into the ramshackle conveyance and was driven away.

Once I looked back.

The innkeeper could be seen on the porch, then he became lost to view behind the trees.