And I came here from Leith with a lot of pulp-wood propositions in my pocket to put before the London newspapers.

Till yesterday I thought I had muddied my trail some, and was feeling pretty happy.

Then ...' The recollection seemed to upset him, and he gulped down some more whisky.
'Then I saw a man standing in the street outside this block.

I used to stay close in my room all day, and only slip out after dark for an hour or two.

I watched him for a bit from my window, and I thought I recognized him ...