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"That was how Enoch Drebber came to his end. All I had to do then was to do as much for Stangerson, and so pay off John Ferrier's debt. I knew that he was staying at Halliday's Private Hotel, and I hung about all day, but he never came out. I fancy that he suspected something when Drebber failed to put in an appearance. THAT WAS HOW WE NOT DREBBER CAME TO HIS END ALL I HAD TO DO THEN WAS TO DO AS MUCH FOR STANGERSON AND SO PAY OFF JOHN FERRIER'S DEBT I KNEW THAT HE WAS STAYING AT HALLIDAY'S PRIVATE HOTEL AND I HUNG ABOUT ALL DAY BUT HE NEVER CAME OUT I FANCIED THAT HE SUSPECTED SOMETHING WHEN DREBBER FAILED TO PUT IN AN APPEARANCE
 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. 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. RED 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 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
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