Ye see, when I got up to the door it was so still and so lonesome, that I thought I'd be none the worse for some one with me.
I ain't afeared of anything on this side o' the grave; but I thought that maybe it was him that died o' the typhoid inspecting the drains what killed him.

The thought gave me a kind o' turn, and I walked back to the gate to see if I could see Murcher's lantern, but there wasn't no sign of him nor of anyone else." "There was no one in the street ?" "Not a livin' soul, sir, nor as much as a dog.

Then I pulled myself together and went back and pushed the door open.

All was quiet inside, so I went into the room where the light was a-burnin'.

There was a candle flickerin' on the mantelpiece--a red wax one--and by its light I saw----" "Yes, I know all that you saw.