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ause I could no longer forget。  Last of all came no gem; indeed; but my own revolver from an inner pocket。 And that struck a chord。  I suppose I said somethingmy hand flew out。  I can see Raffles now; as he looked at me once more with a high arch over each clear eye。  I can see him pick out the cartridges with his quiet; cynical smile; before he would give me my pistol back again。

〃You mayn't believe it; Bunny;〃 said he; 〃but I never carried a loaded one before。  On the whole I think it gives one confidence。  Yet it would be very awkward if anything went wrong; one might use it; and that's not the game at all; though I have often thought that the murderer who has just done the trick must have great sensations before things get too hot for him。  Don't look so distressed; my dear chap。  I've never had those sensations; and I don't suppose I ever shall。〃

〃But this much you have done before?〃 said I hoarsely。

〃Before?  My dear Bunny; you offend me!  Did it look like a first attempt?  Of course I have done it before。〃

〃Often?〃

〃Wellno!  Not often enough to destroy the charm; at all events; never; as a matter of fact; unless I'm cursedly hard up。  Did you hear about the Thimbleby diamonds?  Well; that was the last timeand a poor lot of paste they were。  Then there was the little business of the Dormer house…boat at Henley last year。  That was mine alsosuch as it was。  I've never brought off a really big coup yet; when I do I shall chuck it up。〃

Yes; I remembered both cases very well。  To think that he was their author!  It was incredible; outrageous; inconceivable。  Then my eyes would fall upon the table; twinkling and glittering in a hundred places; and incredulity was at an end。

〃How came you to begin?〃 I asked; as curiosity overcame mere wonder; and a fascination for his career gradually wove itself into my fascination for the man。

〃Ah! that's a long story;〃 said Raffles。  〃It was in the Colonies; when I was out there playing cricket。  It's too long a story to tell you now; but I was in much the same fix that you were in to…night; and it was my only way out。  I never meant it for anything more; but I'd tasted blood; and it was all over with me。  Why should I work when I could steal?  Why settle down to some humdrum uncongenial billet; when excitement; romance; danger and a decent living were all going begging together?  Of course it's very wrong; but we can't all be moralists; and the distribution of wealth is very wrong to begin with。  Besides; you're not at it all the time。  I'm sick of quoting Gilbert's lines to myself; but they're profoundly true。  I only wonder if you'll like the life as much as I do!〃

〃Like it?〃 I cried out。  〃Not I!  It's no life for me。  Once is enough!〃

〃You wouldn't give me a hand another time?〃

〃Don't ask me; Raffles。  Don't ask me; for God's sake!〃

〃Yet you said you would do anything for me! You asked me to name my crime!  But I knew at the time you didn't mean it; you didn't go back on me to…night; and that ought to satisfy me; goodness knows!  I suppose I'm ungrateful; and unreasonable; and all that。  I ought to let it end at this。  But you're the very man for me; Bunny; theveryman!  Just think how we got through to…night。 Not a scratchnot a hitch!  There's nothing very terrible in it; you see; there never would be; while we worked together。〃

He was standing in front of me with a hand on either shoulder; he was smiling as he knew so well how to smile。  I turned on my heel; planted my elbows on the chimney…piece; and my burning head between my hands。  Next instant a still heartier hand had fallen on my back。

〃All right; my boy!  You are quite right and I'm worse than wrong。  I'll never ask it again。 Go; if you want to; and come again about mid…day for the cash。  There was no bargain; but; of course; I'll get you out of your scrapeespecially after the way you've stood by me to…night。〃

I was round again with my blood on fire。

〃I'll do it again;〃 I said; through my teeth。

He shook his head。  〃Not you;〃 he said; smiling quite good…humoredly on my insane enthusiasm。

〃I will;〃 I cried with an oath。  〃I'll lend you a hand as often as you like!  What does it matter now?  I've been in it once。  I'll be in it again。  I've gone to the devil anyhow。  I can't go back; and wouldn't if I could。  Nothing matters another rap!  When you want me; I'm your man!〃

And that is how Raffles and I joined felonious forces on the Ides of March。

  A COSTUME PIECE

London was just then talking of one whose name is already a name and nothing more。 Reuben Rosenthall had made his millions on the diamond fields of South Africa; and had come home to enjoy them according to his lights; how he went to work will scarcely be forgotten by any reader of the halfpenny evening papers; which revelled in endless anecdotes of his original indigence and present prodigality; varied with interesting particulars of the extraordinary establishment which the millionaire set up in St。 John's Wood。  Here he kept a retinue of Kaffirs; who were literally his slaves; and hence he would sally; with enormous diamonds in his shirt and on his finger; in the convoy of a prize…fighter of heinous repute; who was not; however; by any means the worst element in the Rosenthall melange。  So said common gossip; but the fact was sufficiently established by the interference of the police on at least one occasion; followed by certain magisterial proceedings which were reported with justifiable gusto and huge headlines in the newspapers aforesaid。

And this was all one knew of Reuben Rosenthall up to the time when the Old Bohemian Club; having fallen on evil days; found it worth its while to organize a great dinner in honor of so wealthy an exponent of the club's principles。  I was not at the banquet myself; but a member took Raffles; who told me all about it that very night。

〃Most extraordinary show I ever went to in my life;〃 said he。  〃As for the man himselfwell; I was prepared for something grotesque; but the fellow fairly took my breath away。  To begin with; he's the most astounding brute to look at; well over six feet; with a chest like a barrel; and a great hook…nose; and the reddest hair and whiskers you ever saw。  Drank like a fire…engine; but only got drunk enough to make us a speech that I wouldn't have missed for ten pounds。  I'm only sorry you weren't there; too; Bunny; old chap。〃

I began to be sorry myself; for Raffles was anything but an excitable person; and never had I seen him so excited before。  Had he been following Rosenthall's example?  His coming to my rooms at midnight; merely to tell me about his dinner; was in itself enough to excuse a suspicion which was certainly at variance with my knowledge of A。 J。 Raffles。

〃What did he say?〃 I inquired mechanically; divining some subtler explanation of this visit; and wondering what on earth it could be。

〃Say?〃 cried Raffles。  〃What did he not say!  He boasted of his rise; he bragged of his riches; and he blackguarded society for taking him up for his money and dropping him out of sheer pique and jealousy because he had so much。  He mentioned names; too; with the most charming freedom; and swore he was as good a man as the Old Country had to showPACE the Old Bohemians。 To prove it he pointed to a great diamond in the middle of his shirt…front with a little finger loaded with another just like it: which of our bloated princes could show a pair like that?  As a matter of fact; they seemed quite wonderful stones; with a curious purple gleam to them that must mean a pot of money。  But old Rosenthall swore he wouldn't take fifty thousand pounds for the two; and wanted to know where the other man was who went about with twenty…five thousand in his shirt…front and another twenty…five on his little finger。 He didn't exist。  If he did; he wouldn't have the pluck to wear them。  But he hadhe'd tell us why。 And before you could say Jack Robinson he had whipped out a whacking great revolver!〃

〃Not at the table?〃

〃At the table!  In the middle of his speech!  But it was nothing to what he wanted to do。  He actually wanted us to let him write his name in bullets on the opposite wall; to show us why he wasn't afraid to go about in all his diamonds!  That brute Purvis; the prize…fighter; who is his paid bully; had to bully his master before he could be persuaded out of it。  There was quite a panic for the moment; one fellow was saying his prayers under the table; and the waiters bolted to a man。〃

〃What a grotesque scene!〃

〃Grotesque enough; but I rather wish they had let him go the whole hog and blaze away。  He was as keen as knives to show us how he could take care of his purple diamonds; and; do you know; Bunny; _I_ was as keen as knives to see。〃

And Raffles leaned towards me with a sly; slow smile that made the hidden meaning of his visit only too plain to me at last。

〃So you think of having a try for his diamonds yourself?〃

He shrugged his shoulders。

〃It is horribly obvious; I admit。  Butyes; I have set my heart upon them!  To be quite frank; I have had them on my conscience for some time; one couldn't hear so much of the man; and his prize…fighter; and his diamonds; without feeling it a kind of duty to have a go for them; but when it

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