And with sudden, instant recognition he stretched out his arms towards me in a kind of frenzy; and he tried to speak, or shout, or do something, but he couldn't. And before he could get a word out edgeways the warder bustled him down the stairs below.
[BOOK IV--THE CRIMINAL.]
(The Author tells the Tale.)
CHAPTER XXXIII.
[MR. TENNANT SPEAKS.]
"I saw her! I saw her!"
"None of that now. You'd better come quietly."
Mr Tennant looked at the warder who spoke. With the assistance of his colleague the man was hurrying him along in a fashion which, even at that moment of amazement and of horror, in some subtle way reminded him of his school days.
"I saw her!" he repeated.
"So you might have done; nobody says you didn't. Only don't let's have any fuss."