The two men were together in the dark.

Caius believed that if the first expedient failed, and he felt it could not but fail, murder was their only resource against what seemed to them intolerable evil.
O'Shea got up.
"Perhaps ye think the gintleman that is coming has redeeming features about him ?" A fine edge of sarcasm was in his tone.

"Well, he hain't.
Before we lost sight of him, I got word concarning him from one part of the world and another.

If I haven't got the law of him, it's because he's too much of a sneak.

He wasn't anything but a handsome sort of beast to begin with; and, what with drinking and the life he's led, he's grown into a sort of thing that had better go on all fours like Nebuchadnezzar than come nigh decent people on his hind-legs.