Hogarty shrugged. “It’ll be a pleasure to see a rat like that burn,” he said. “I wouldn’t miss it for anything.”
“It’s a long time ago, isn’t it?” Jay said. “At least, it seems like it to me.”
Hogarty nodded. “Come on and meet Davies. I know him quite well.”
Jay hesitated. “Davies? You mean the executioner?”
“Yeah. Quite a guy. Come on an’ meet him.”
Jay followed him out of the room. One of the guards nodded to Hogarty. “What do you want, pal?” he said.
“Goin’ along to see Davies,” Hogarty said.
The guard told him where to go.
The execution−shed was across the courtyard, but they went round to it by a long passage and came in through a back door.
As they entered the little room Jay felt a slight sinking feeling. The chair stood opposite several wooden pews. A tall, thin man was standing by the chair, watching an electrician working. He glanced up when Hogarty crossed the room. His worn face lit up a trifle when he saw Hogarty. He shook hands. “This is your case, ain’t it?” he said.