Chapter 37

“He was standing right where you are now,” Hulsey whispered hoarsely. “Pointing his finger at me, he was, when I opened my eyes and saw him. Smiling, too. I--I”--a violent shudder--“I could _see through him_, Mr. Hill; could see the bars on that window beyond him. I--” “Who? See who?” the guard interrupted. Hulsey seemed to realize, then, that he was talking too much; that he was not conducting himself as the hardest convict in the prison should. “Why,” he stammered. “I saw--I _thought_ I saw--an old pal o’ mine. H…