Chapter 35 THE SWAG

I shrank back against the mouldy wall of that old stairway shivering as if I had been suddenly stricken with the ague. I had trembled in every limb before ever I heard the sound of the sudden scuffle, and from a variety of reasons-the relief of having Hollins's revolver withdrawn from my nose; the knowledge that Maisie was close by; the gradual wea