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s； if anything。 You can't look beyond the next breath。 Nothing else worries you。 Well； well； here's luck to A。 J。 Raffles； and may he get his century in the morning！〃
And he struggled to his feet for the toast； but I drank it sitting down。 I felt unreasonably wroth with Raffles； for coming into the conversation as he had done … for taking centuries in Test Matches as he was doing； without bothering his head about me。 A failure would have been in better taste； it would have shown at least some imagination； some anxiety on one's account I did not reflect that even Raffles could scarcely be expected to picture me in my cups with the son of the house that I had come to rob； chatting with him； ministering to him； admiring his cheery courage； and honestly attempting to lighten his load！ Truly it was an infernal position： how could I rob him or his after this？ And yet I had thrust myself into it； and Raffles would never； never understand！
Even that was not the worst。 I was not quite sure that young Medlicott was sure of me。 I had feared this from the beginning； and now （over the second glass that could not possibly affect a man in his condition） he practically admitted as much to me。 Asthma was such a funny thing （he insisted） that it would not worry him a bit to discover that I had come to take the presents instead of to take care of them！ I showed a sufficiently faint appreciation of the jest。 And it was presently punished as it deserved； by the most violent paroxysm that had seized the sufferer yet： the fight for breath became faster and more furious； and the former weapons of no more avail。 I prepared a cigarette； but the poor brute was too breathless to inhale。 I poured out yet more whiskey； but he put it from him with a gesture。
〃Amyl … get me amyl！〃 he gasped。 〃The tin on the table by my bed。〃
I rushed into his room； and returned with a little tin of tiny cylinders done up like miniature crackers in scraps of calico； the spent youth broke one in his handkerchief； in which he immediately buried his face。 I watched him closely as a subtle odor reached my nostrils； and it was like the miracle of oil upon the billows。 His shoulders rested from long travail； the stertorous gasping died away to a quick but natural respiration； and in the sudden cessation of the cruel contest； an uncanny stillness fell upon the scene。 Meanwhile the hidden face had flushed to the ears； and； when at length it was raised to mine； its crimson calm was as incongruous as an optical illusion。
〃It takes the blood from the heart；〃 he murmured； 〃and clears the whole show for the moment。 If it only lasted！ But you can't take two without a doctor； one's quite enough to make you smell the brimstone。。。。 I say； what's up？ You're listening to something！ If it's the policeman we'll have a word with him。〃
It was not the policeman； it was no out…door sound that I had caught in the sudden cessation of the bout for breath。 It was a noise； a footstep； in the room below us。 I went to the window and leaned out： right underneath； in the conservatory； was the faintest glimmer of a light in the adjoining room。
〃One of the rooms where the presents are！〃 whispered Medlicott at my elbow。 And as we withdrew together； I looked him in the face as I had not done all。 night。
I looked him in the face like an honest man； for a miracle was to make me one once more。 My knot was cut … my course inevitable。 Mine； after all。； to prevent the very thing that I had come to do！ My gorge had long since risen at the deed； the unforeseen circumstances had rendered it impossible from the first； but now I could afford to recognize the impossibility； and to think of Raffles and the asthmatic alike without a qualm。 I could play the game by them both； for it was one and the same game。 I could preserve thieves' honor； and yet regain some shred of that which I had forfeited as a man！
So I thought as we stood face to face； our ears straining for the least movement below； our eyes locked in a common anxiety。 Another muffled foot…fall … felt rather than heard … and we exchanged grim nods of simultaneous excitement。 But by this time Medlicott was as helpless as he had been before； the flush had faded from his face； and his breathing alone would have spoiled everything。 In dumb show I had to order him to stay where he was； to leave my man to me。 And then it was that in a gusty whisper； with the same shrewd look that had disconcerted me more than once during our vigil； young Medlicott froze and fired my blood by turns。
〃I've been unjust to you；〃 he said； with his right hand in his dressing…gown pocket。 〃I thought for a bit … never mind what I thought … I soon saw I was wrong。 But … I've had this thing in my pocket all。 the time！〃
And he would have thrust his revolver upon me as a peace…offering； but I would not even take his hand； as I tapped the life…preserver in my pocket； and crept out to earn his honest grip or to fall in the attempt。 On the landing I drew Raffles's little weapon； slipped my right wrist through the leathern loop； and held it in readiness over my right shoulder。 Then； down…stairs I stole； as Raffles himself had taught me； close to the wall； where the planks are nailed。 Nor had I made a sound； to my knowledge； for a door was open； and a light was burning； and the light did not flicker as I approached the door。 I clenched my teeth and pushed it open； and here was the veriest villain waiting for me； his little lantern held aloft。
〃You blackguard！〃 I cried； and with a single thwack I felled the ruffian to the floor。
There was no question of a foul blow。 He had been just as ready to pounce on me； it was simply my luck to have got the first blow home。 Yet a fellow…feeling touched me with remorse； as I stood over the senseless body； sprawling prone； and perceived that I had struck an unarmed man。 The lantern only had fallen from his hands； it lay on one side； smoking horribly； and a something in the reek caused me to set it up in haste and turn the body over with both hands。
Shall I ever forget the incredulous horror of that moment？
It was Raffles himself！
How it was possible； I did not pause to ask myself； if one man on earth could annihilate space and time； it was the man lying senseless at my feet； and that was Raffles； without an instant's doubt。 He was in villainous guise； which I knew of old； now that I knew the unhappy wearer。 His face was grimy； and dexterously plastered with a growth of reddish hair； his clothes were those in which he had followed cabs from the London termini； his boots were muffled in thick socks； and I had laid him low with a bloody scalp that filled my cup of horror。 I groaned aloud as I knelt over him and felt his heart。 And I was answered by a bronchial whistle from the door。
〃Jolly well done！〃 cheered my asthmatical friend。 〃I heard the whole thing … only hope my mother didn't。 We must keep it from her if we can。〃
I could have cursed the creature's mother from my full heart； yet even with my hand on that of Raffles； as I felt his feeble pulse； I told myself that this served him right。 Even had I brained him； the fault had been his； not mine。 And it was a characteristic；