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Thinking that I might have dropped it when I stooped over Drebber's body, I drove back, and leaving my cab in a side street, I went boldly up to the house—for I was ready to dare anything rather than lose the ring. When I arrived there, I walked right into the arms of a police officer who was coming out, and only managed to disarm his suspicions by pretending to be hopelessly drunk. THINKING THAT I MIGHT HAVE DROPPED IT WHEN I STOOPED OVER DREBBER'S BODY I DROVE BACK AND LEAVING MY CAB IN A SIDE STREET I WENT BOLDLY UP TO THE HOUSE I WAS READY TO DARE ANYTHING RATHER THAN LOSE THE RING WHEN I ARRIVED THERE I WALKED RIGHT INTO THE ARMS OF A POLICE OFFICER WHO WAS COMING OUT AND ONLY MANAGED TO DISARM HIS SUSPICIONS BY PRETENDING TO BE HOPELESSLY DRUNK
oot, and placed my hand upon his heart. There was no movement. He was dead! “The blood had been streaming from my nose, but I had taken no notice of it. I don’t know what it was that put it into my head to write upon the wall with it. Perhaps it was some mischievous idea of setting the police upon a wrong track, for I felt light-hearted and cheerful. I remembered a German being found in New York with RACHE written up above him, and it was argued at the time in the newspapers that the secret societies must have done it. I guessed that what puzzled the New Yorkers would puzzle the Londoners, so I dipped my finger in my own blood and printed it on a convenient place on the wall. Then I walked down to my cab and found that there was nobody about, and that the night was still very wild. I had driven some distance when I put my hand into the pocket in which I usually kept Lucy’s ring, and found that it was not there. I was thunderstruck at this, for it was the only memento that I had of her. TURNED HIM OVER WITH MY FOOT AND PLACED MY HAND UPON HIS HEART THERE WAS NO MOVEMENT HE WAS DEAD THE BLOOD HAD BEEN STREAMING FROM MY NOSE BUT I HAD TAKEN NO NOTICE OF IT I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS THAT PUT IT INTO MY HEAD TO RIDE UPON THE WALL WITH IT PERHAPS IT WAS SOME MISCHIEVOUS IDEA OF SENDING THE POLICE UPON A WRONG TRACK FOR I FELT LIGHTHEARTED AND CHEERFUL I REMEMBERED A GERMAN BEING FOUND IN NEW YORK WITH RUSH WRITTEN UP ABOVE HIM AND IT WAS ARGUED AT THE TIME IN THE NEWSPAPERS THAT THE SECRET SOCIETIES MUST HAVE DONE IT I GUESS THAT WHAT PUZZLED THE NEW YORKERS WOULD PUZZLE THE LONDONERS SO I DIPPED MY FINGER IN MY OWN BLOOD AND PRINTED IT ON A CONVENIENT PLACE ON THE WALL THEN I WALKED DOWN TO MY CAB AND FOUND THAT THERE WAS NOBODY ABOUT AND THAT THE NIGHT WAS STILL VERY WILD I HAD DRIVEN SOME DISTANCE WHEN I PUT MY HAND INTO THE POCKET IN WHICH I USUALLY KEPT LUCY'S RING AND FOUND THAT IT WAS NOT THERE I WAS THUNDERSTRUCK AT THIS FOR IT WAS THE ONLY MEMENTO THAT I HAD OF HER
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