CHAPTER FORY-FIVE

The conception of the bitter eventualities so uncertain to him that ought to implicate his life and that of his accomplice was what made him shudder. What he stood to lose was so huge that he promptly had to dispel the fears that had just stirred in him and scour his brain for a perfect excuse to shred his intentions for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

In any case, all the odds were stacked against his favour if he didn't act wisely and sooner.

With a surety more than an instinct that someone was watching him, he painted his face with a disguised smile and stretched his hand and beckoned whoever was present with him in the room but whom he didn't wish to behold until he had stoked their curiosity and enthusiasm.

"Come! come, quickly!" He said, wriggling his arm as he whispered, his eyes fixed on the drea