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Updated: May 28, 2025
To leave off running was far the best thing to do. You are a perfect genius, Ed. I wonder if this sort of thing er thieving is dormant in most of us? I say, old fellow, I wish I hadn't looked at that book of Hamar's. Do you know, directly I took it up, an extraordinary sensation of cunning came over me; and I declare, when I put it down, I felt it would take very little to make me a criminal!"
Hamar and his friends stared back at it in fascinated horror, and would have continued staring at it indefinitely, had not Hamar's mercenary instincts come to their rescue. He recollected that time was pressing, and that unless he got into communication with the strange thing at once, according to the book, it would vanish and he might never be able to get in touch with it again.
Turning to the pony, she measured the space from the ground to the queer saddle and wondered how people mounted such things without a groom. When she had mounted that morning it had been Milton Hamar's strong arm that swung her into the saddle, and his hand that held her foot for the instant of her spring. The memory of it now sent a shudder of dislike over her whole body.
It consisted of 1,000 sap pine ties, which had been impregnated in the South, by the Boucherie process, with a mixture of sulphate of iron and sulphate of copper, under Hamar's patent. These ties were laid in the tunnel at New Hamburg, a trying exposure, and when examined, in 1882, several of them were still in the track.
Hamar's horse reared and plunged, almost unseating his rider, and as he struggled to keep his seat, having necessarily released the girl from his embrace, the second cut of the whip took him stingingly across the eyes, causing him to cry out with the pain. The horse reared again and sent him sprawling upon the ground, his hands to his face, his senses one blank of pain for the moment.
She had wanted to see the Unknown the awful thing that had inspired Kelson and his colleagues with such unmitigated horror and instead she had seen only an obsessed policeman a cataleptic "copper" who, had he not spoken in a strangely uncanny voice, would certainly have seemed to her absolutely ordinary. With regard to Hamar's displeasure, she was not in the slightest degree disturbed.
As the confidence grew between them she told him one day of Milton Hamar's unwelcome proposal, and the indignation of the father knew no bounds. It was after that she ventured to read to him from the little book, and to tell of the worship held out under the stars in the desert.
All this and more much more was to be seen from Hamar's outlook, and all for the sum of one dollar and a half per week. When Curtis and Kelson entered, the room was aglow with moonlight, and Hamar and the black cat were stealthily regarding one another from opposite corners of the room.
Ladies and gentlemen," he went on, raising his voice, "I am now about to show you how the coffin trick is done. Observe me I'm 'the corpse' Mr. Kelson, here, is the operator " and Matt Kelson, rather to Hamar's annoyance advanced, down the stage to take part in the proceedings. "Watch me get into the sack!" He stepped into it as he spoke.
She must be told at once of Hamar's infamous designs. A mad desire to see her came over him, and disregardful of the doctor's orders that he should remain in bed several more days, he got up, and dressing as fast as his weak condition would allow him, took a taxi and drove to Waterloo. On reaching the Cottage, at Kew, he found Gladys at home, and to his great joy, alone.
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