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It was a relief, of course, to be spared the infliction of Mr. Jeckley's society, but I could not but admit that the situation was developing some peculiarities. Eliminating the doubtful personality of Mr. Ambrose Johnson Snell, who was this Mr. Esper Indiman, whose identity had been so freely admitted to me and so explicitly denied to Jeckley?
None of my particular friends had chanced to be around, and Jeckley's cocktail had been the only hospitality proffered me. You remember that my pocket had been picked yesterday morning, and since then well, I had eaten nothing. I might have signed the dinner check, you say. Quite true, but I shall probably be as penniless on the first of the month as I am to-day, and then what?
The series had, therefore, come to an end, and I remained the sole survivor of and for what? I dare say that my nerves had been somewhat weakened by my two days' fast, or else it was the effect of Jeckley's cocktail on an otherwise empty stomach.
The man withdrew, and I sat looking listlessly about me, for the room, while handsomely furnished, had an appearance entirely commonplace. Five and ten minutes passed, and I began to grow impatient. I remembered that Jeckley's appointment had been for eight o'clock, and for obvious considerations I did not wish that he should find me waiting here. It was eight o'clock now, and I would abide Mr.
I loathe Jeckley, and so I explained politely that I was waiting for a friend, and should not dine until later. "Well, then, have a cocktail while I am finishing my coffee," persisted the beast, and I was obliged to comply. "I had to feed rather earlier than usual," explained Jeckley. "Yes," I said, not caring in the least about Mr. Jeckley's hours for meals.
Indiman's lordly pleasure no longer. I rose to go; the electric bell sounded. I could hear Jeckley's high-pitched voice distinctly; he seemed to be put out about something; he spoke impatiently, even angrily. "But this is 4020 Madison Avenue, isn't it? Mr. Indiman I was asked to call Mr. Jeckley, of the Planet." "Must be some mistake, sir," came the answer. "This is No. 4020, but there's no Mr.
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