Ere he could stagger to his feet the Sikh was upon him, and buried his knife twice in his side.

The man never uttered moan nor moved muscle, but lay were he had fallen.

I think myself that he may have broken his neck with the fall.

You see, gentlemen, that I am keeping my promise.

I am telling you every work of the business just exactly as it happened, whether it is in my favor or not." He stopped, and held out his manacled hands for the whiskey-and-water which Holmes had brewed for him.