Near the village tree I met Dr.Toole.

I asked him if Nutter was in the club, and he said no--nor at home, he believed, for his boy had seen him more than half-an-hour ago leave his hall door, dressed for the road.
'So I made as if disappointed, and turned back again, assured that Nutter was the man.

I was not easy, for I could not be sure that Sturk was dead.

Had I been allowed a second or two more, I'd have made sure work of it.

Still I was _nearly_ sure.