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he final spoils of war came in this case from the self…same sourcea circumstance which appealed to us both。

But these same final spoils I was still to see; and I waited and waited with an impatience that grew upon me with the growing dusk。  At my open window I had played Sister Ann until the faces in the street below were no longer distinguishable。 And now I was tearing to and fro in the grip of horrible hypothesesa grip that tightened when at last the lift…gates opened with a clatter outsidethat held me breathless until a well…known tattoo followed on my door。

〃In the dark!〃 said Raffles; as I dragged him in。  〃Why; Bunny; what's wrong?〃

〃Nothingnow you've come;〃 said I; shutting the door behind him in a fever of relief and anxiety。  〃Well?  Well?  What did they fetch?〃

〃Five hundred。〃

〃Down?〃

〃Got it in my pocket。〃

〃Good man!〃 I cried。  〃You don't know what a stew I've been in。  I'll switch on the light。  I've been thinking of you and nothing else for the last hour。  II was ass enough to think something had gone wrong!〃

Raffles was smiling when the white light filled the room; but for the moment I did not perceive the peculiarity of his smile。  I was fatuously full of my own late tremors and present relief; and my first idiotic act was to spill some whiskey and squirt the soda…water all over in my anxiety to do instant justice to the occasion。

〃So you thought something had happened?〃 said Raffles; leaning back in my chair as he lit a cigarette; and looking much amused。  〃What would you say if something had?  Sit tight; my dear chap!  It was nothing of the slightest consequence; and it's all over now。  A stern chase and a long one; Bunny; but I think I'm well to windward this time。〃

And suddenly I saw that his collar was limp; his hair matted; his boots thick with dust。

〃The police?〃 I whispered aghast。

〃Oh; dear; no; only old Baird。〃

〃Baird!  But wasn't it Baird who took the emeralds?〃

〃It was。〃

〃Then how came he to chase you?〃

〃My dear fellow; I'll tell you if you give me a chance; it's really nothing to get in the least excited about。  Old Baird has at last spotted that I'm not quite the common cracksman I would have him think me。  So he's been doing his best to run me to my burrow。〃

〃And you call that nothing!〃

〃It would be something if he had succeeded; but he has still to do that。  I admit; however; that he made me sit up for the time being。  It all comes of going on the job so far from home。  There was the old brute with the whole thing in his morning paper。  He KNEW it must have been done by some fellow who could pass himself off for a gentleman; and I saw his eyebrows go up the moment I told him I was the man; with the same old twang that you could cut with a paper…knife。  I did my best to get out of itswore I had a pal who was a real swellbut I saw very plainly that I had given myself away。  He gave up haggling。  He paid my price as though he enjoyed doing it。  But I FELT him following me when I made tracks; though; of course; I didn't turn round to see。〃

〃Why not?〃

〃My dear Bunny; it's the very worst thing you can do。  As long as you look unsuspecting they'll keep their distance; and so long as they keep their distance you stand a chance。  Once show that you know you're being followed; and it's flight or fight for all you're worth。  I never even looked round; and mind you never do in the same hole。  I just hurried up to Blackfriars and booked for High Street; Kensington; at the top of my voice; and as the train was leaving Sloane Square out I hopped; and up all those stairs like a lamplighter; and round to the studio by the back streets。  Well; to be on the safe side; I lay low there all the afternoon; hearing nothing in the least suspicious; and only wishing I had a window to look through instead of that beastly skylight。  However; the coast seemed clear enough; and thus far it was my mere idea that he would follow me; there was nothing to show he had。  So at last I marched out in my proper rigalmost straight into old Baird's arms!〃

〃What on earth did you do?〃

〃Walked past him as though I had never set eyes on him in my life; and didn't then; took a hansom in the King's Road; and drove like the deuce to Clapham Junction; rushed on to the nearest platform; without a ticket; jumped into the first train I saw; got out at Twickenham; walked full tilt back to Richmond; took the District to Charing Cross; and here I am!  Ready for a tub and a change; and the best dinner the club can give us。 I came to you first; because I thought you might be getting anxious。  Come round with me; and I won't keep you long。〃

〃You're certain you've given him the slip?〃 I said; as we put on our hats。

〃Certain enough; but we can make assurance doubly sure;〃 said Raffles; and went to my window; where he stood for a moment or two looking down into the street。

〃All right?〃 I asked him。

〃All right;〃 said he; and we went downstairs forthwith; and so to the Albany arm…in…arm。

But we were both rather silent on our way。  I; for my part; was wondering what Raffles would do about the studio in Chelsea; whither; at all events; he had been successfully dogged。  To me the point seemed one of immediate importance; but when I mentioned it he said there was time enough to think about that。  His one other remark was made after we had nodded (in Bond Street) to a young blood of our acquaintance who happened to be getting himself a bad name。

〃Poor Jack Rutter!〃 said Raffles; with a sigh。 〃Nothing's sadder than to see a fellow going to the bad like that。  He's about mad with drink and debt; poor devil!  Did you see his eye?  Odd that we should have met him to…night; by the way; it's old Baird who's said to have skinned him。  By God; but I'd like to skin old Baird!〃

And his tone took a sudden low fury; made the more noticeable by another long silence; which lasted; indeed; throughout an admirable dinner at the club; and for some time after we had settled down in a quiet corner of the smoking…room with our coffee and cigars。  Then at last I saw Raffles looking at me with his lazy smile; and I knew that the morose fit was at an end。

〃I daresay you wonder what I've been thinking about all this time?〃 said he。  〃I've been thinking what rot it is to go doing things by halves!〃

〃Well;〃 said I; returning his smile; 〃that's not a charge that you can bring against yourself; is it?〃

〃I'm not so sure;〃 said Raffles; blowing a meditative puff; 〃as a matter of fact; I was thinking less of myself than of that poor devil of a Jack Rutter。  There's a fellow who does things by halves; he's only half gone to the bad; and look at the difference between him and us!  He's under the thumb of a villainous money…lender; we are solvent citizens。  He's taken to drink; we're as sober as we are solvent。  His pals are beginning to cut him; our difficulty is to keep the pal from the door。  Enfin; he begs or borrows; which is stealing by halves; and we steal outright and are done with it。  Obviously ours is the more honest course。  Yet I'm not sure; Bunny; but we're doing the thing by halves ourselves!〃

〃Why?  What more could we do?〃 I exclaimed in soft derision; looking round; however; to make sure that we were not overheard。

〃What more;〃 said Raffles。  〃Well; murderfor one thing。〃

〃Rot!〃

〃A matter of opinion; my dear Bunny; I don't mean it for rot。  I've told you before that the biggest man alive is the man who's committed a murder; and not yet been found out; at least he ought to be; but he so very seldom has the soul to appreciate himself。  Just think of it!  Think of coming in here and talking to the men; very likely about the murder itself; and knowing you've done it; and wondering how they'd look if THEY knew! Oh; it would be great; simply great!  But; besides all that; when you were caught there'd be a merciful and dramatic end of you。  You'd fill the bill for a few weeks; and then snuff out with a flourish of extra…specials; you wouldn't rust with a vile repose for seven or fourteen years。〃

〃Good old Raffles!〃 I chuckled。  〃I begin to forgive you for being in bad form at dinner。〃

〃But I was never more earnest in my life。〃

〃Go on!〃

〃I mean it。〃

〃You know very well that you wouldn't commit a murder; whatever else you might do。〃

〃I know very well I'm going to commit one to…night!〃

He had been leaning back in the saddle…bag chair; watching me with keen eyes sheathed by languid lids; now he started forward; and his eyes leapt to mine like cold steel from the scabbard。 They struck home to my slow wits; their meaning was no longer in doubt。  I; who knew the man; read murder in his clenched hands; and murder in his locked lips; but a hundred murders in those hard blue eyes。

〃Baird?〃 I faltered; moistening my lips with my tongue。

〃Of course。〃

〃But you said it didn't matter about the room in Chelsea?〃

〃I told a lie。〃

〃Anyway you gave him the slip afterwards!〃

〃That was another。  I didn't。  I thought I had when I came up to you this evening; but when I looked out of your windowyou remember?  to make assurance doubly surethere he was on the opposite pavement down below。〃

〃And you never said a word about it!〃

〃I wasn't going to spoil your dinner; Bunny; and

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