When they reached the cab, the driver was sleeping on his box; and before he was well awake, the Resurrection Man had entered the vehicle.
"Back to the place where you took up my companion," said Adeline, as she followed Tidkins into the cab.
And now she was journeying side by side with one who had just perpetrated a cold-blooded murder,—she the promptress—he the instrument!
In three quarters of an hour they again stopped at the corner of the Edgeware Road, Adeline having removed the cap from the Resurrection Man's head a few minutes previously.
The cab was dismissed:—Tidkins had vainly looked to discover its number. Adeline, by bribing the driver, had provided against that contingency also!
"Any other time, ma'am," said Tidkins, "that you require my services—or can recommend me to your friends——"
"Yes—certainly," interrupted Adeline. "Good night."
And she hastened rapidly away.
"It's no use for me to attempt to follow her," murmured the Resurrection Man to himself: "she is too wary for that."
He then pursued his way homewards, well contented with his night's work.