CHAPTER 4

THERE WAS a silence of a minute. Dick looked at the man, hardly believing his ears. “Trying to open a dead man’s tomb?” he repeated. “Now sit down and tell me all about it, Lew.” “I can’t—yet. I’m scared,” said the other doggedly. “This man is hell, and I’d as soon face the devil as go through another night like I had on Tuesday.” “Who is the man?” “I won’t tell you that,” said the other sullenly. “I might at the end, but I won’t tell you now. If I can find a quiet place I’m going to write it all out, and have it o…