He wanted to fetch a doctor, but I swore some and said I couldn't abide leeches.

When I was left alone I started in to fake up that corpse.

He was my size, and I judged had perished from too much alcohol, so I put some spirits handy about the place.

The jaw was the weak point in the likeness, so I blew it away with a revolver.

I daresay there will be somebody tomorrow to swear to having heard a shot, but there are no neighbours on my floor, and I guessed I could risk it.