" I switched off the light of the lamp. "I'll
see if there's any sign of him in the court below."
"Oh, don't leave me! For heaven's sake don't leave me alone!"
She clutched my arm in the darkness.
"Have no fear; I merely propose to look out from this window."
Suiting the action to the word, I peered down into the court
below. It was quite deserted. The night was a very dark one,
and there were many patches of shadow in which a man might have
lain concealed.
"I can see no one," I said, speaking as confidently as possible,
and relighting the lamp, "if I call a cab for you and see you
safely into it, you will have nothing to fear, I think."
"I have a cab waiting," she replied, and lowering the veil she
stood up to go.
"Kindly allow me to see you to it. I am sorry you have been
subjected to this annoyance, especially as you have not attained
the object of your visit."
"Thank you so much for your kindness; there must be some mistake
about the address, of course."
She clung to my arm very tightly as we descended the stairs, and
often glanced back over her shoulder affrightedly, as we crossed
the court. There was not a sign of anyone about, however, and I
could not make up my mind whether the story of the yellow man was
a delusion or a fabrication.
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