It was the worst enemy I had among
them all--one who has been after me like a hungry wolf after a
caribou all these years. I knew there was trouble coming, and I
came home and made ready for it. I guessed I'd fight through it
all right on my own, my luck was a proverb in the States about
'76. I never doubted that it would be with me still.
"I was on my guard all that next day, and never went out into the
park. It's as well, or he'd have had the drop on me with that
buckshot gun of his before ever I could draw on him. After the
bridge was up--my mind was always more restful when that bridge
was up in the evenings--I put the thing clear out of my head. I
never dreamed of his getting into the house and waiting for me.
But when I made my round in my dressing gown, as was my habit, I
had no sooner entered the study than I scented danger. I guess
when a man has had dangers in his life--and I've had more than
most in my time--there is a kind of sixth sense that waves the
red flag. I saw the signal clear enough, and yet I couldn't tell
you why. Next instant I spotted a boot under the window curtain,
and then I saw why plain enough.
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