15/27 My own man was softly coming up from behind. It's no use thinking of violence, for I've got you before and behind. Take care that they don't get away, Wilson!" "Aye, aye, sir," the man replied. "I'll take good care of that." "Let's 'out him,' Bill," said the taller of the two men, and as he did so took a step towards me. "I am aware that it is not lawful to carry firearms in the streets of London, but when one has to deal with gentlemen like you, it becomes a necessity. |