Now it seemed to me that I was back upon the road, standing once

more beside the great oak-tree. And, as I watched, a small,

hunched figure crept from the jagged opening in the trunk, a

figure with a jingling pack upon its back, at sight of which I

turned and ran, filled with an indescribable terror. But, as I

went, the Tinker's pack jingled loud behind me, and when I

glanced back, I saw that he ran with head dangling in most

hideous fashion, and that his right hand grasped a razor. On I

sped faster and faster, but with the Tinker ever at my heels,

until I had reached this tavern; the door crashed to, behind me,

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only just in time, and I knew, as I lay there, that he was

standing outside, in the moonlight, staring up at my casement

with his horrible, dead face.

Here I very mercifully awoke, and lay, for a while, blinking in

the ghostly radiance of the moon, which was flooding in at the

window directly upon me. Now whether it was owing to the

vividness of my dream, I know not, but as I lay, there leapt up

within me a sudden conviction that somebody was indeed standing

outside in the lane, staring up at my window. So firmly was I

convinced of this that, moved by a sudden impulse, I rose, and,

cautiously approaching the window, peered out. And there, sure

enough, his feet planted wide apart, his hands behind his back,

stood a man staring up at my window. His head was thrown back so

that I could see his face distinctly a fleshy face with small,

close-set eyes and thick lips, behind which I caught the gleam of

big, white teeth. This was no tinker, but as I looked, I

recognized him as the slenderer of the two "Corinthians" with

whom I had fallen out at "The Chequers." Hereupon I got me back

to bed, drowsily wondering what should bring the fellow hanging

about a dilapidated hedge-tavern at such an hour. But gradually

my thoughts grew less coherent, my eyes closed, and in another

moment I should have been asleep, when I suddenly came to my

elbow, broad awake and listening, for I had heard two sounds, the

soft creak of a window opened cautiously near by, and a stealthy

footstep outside my door.




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