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Raffles was on the rail; but only just。

〃Hold him; Bunny!〃 he cried。  〃Hold him tight!〃

And; as I obeyed that last behest with all my might; without a thought of what I was doing; save that he bade me do it; I saw his hands shoot up and his head bob down; and his lithe; spare body cut the sunset as cleanly and precisely as though he had plunged at his leisure from a diver's board!

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Of what followed on deck I can tell you nothing; for I was not there。  Nor can my final punishment; my long imprisonment; my everlasting disgrace; concern or profit you; beyond the interest and advantage to be gleaned from the knowledge that I at least had my deserts。  But one thing I must set down; believe it who willone more thing only and I am done。

It was into a second…class cabin; on the starboard side; that I was promptly thrust in irons; and the door locked upon me as though I were another Raffles。  Meanwhile a boat was lowered; and the sea scoured to no purpose; as is doubtless on record elsewhere。  But either the setting sun; flashing over the waves; must have blinded all eyes; or else mine were victims of a strange illusion。

For the boat was back; the screw throbbing; and the prisoner peering through his porthole across the sunlit waters that he believed had closed for ever over his comrade's head。  Suddenly the sun sank behind the Island of Elba; the lane of dancing sunlight was instantaneously quenched and swallowed in the trackless waste; and in the middle distance; already miles astern; either my sight deceived me or a black speck bobbed amid the gray。 The bugle had blown for dinner: it may well be that all save myself had ceased to strain an eye。 And now I lost what I had found; now it rose; now sank; and now I gave it up utterly。  Yet anon it would rise again; a mere mote dancing in the dim gray distance; drifting towards a purple island; beneath a fading western sky; streaked with dead gold and cerise。  And night fell before I knew whether it was a human head or not。


      The End 

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