"What is he up to now, in the devil's name, I wonder!" he
added; "going round Sangree's tent and making gestures. How weird he
looks disappearing in and out of the fog."
"Just trust him and wait," I said quickly, for the doctor was already on
his way back. "Remember, he has the knowledge, and knows what he's
about. I've been with him through worse cases than this."
Maloney moved back as Dr. Silence darkened the doorway and stooped to
enter.
"His sleep is very deep," he whispered, seating himself by the door
again. "He's in a cataleptic condition, and the Double may be released
any minute now. But I've taken steps to imprison it in the tent, and it
can't get out till I permit it. Be on the watch for signs of movement."
Then he looked hard at Maloney. "But no violence, or shooting, remember,
Mr. Maloney, unless you want a murder on your hands. Anything done to
the Double acts by repercussion upon the physical body. You had better
take out the cartridges at once."
His voice was stern.
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