"I have lived and fed on and
slept with that memory, ever since. On my release I left my
country. The enterprise of which I had been the head, dye-stuff
manufacturing, had interested me in chemistry. I went to England to
study further. Thence I came to America to wait."
"You have heard his confession, all of you," said young Mr.
McIntyre, rising. "I shall have him put under arrest pending advice
from Washington."
"You, may save yourself the trouble, I think, Tommy," drawled
Average Jones. "Mr. Smith will never be called to account in this
world for the murder--execution of Telfik Bey."
"You saw the marks on my finger-nails," said the foreigner. "That
is the sure sign. I may live twenty-four hours; I may live twice or
three times that period. The poison does its work, once it gets
into the blood, and there is no help. It matters nothing. My
ambition is satisfied."
"And it is because of this that you let us find you?" asked Bertram.
"I had a curiosity to know who had so strangely traced my actions.
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