"I rushed to the door to unlock it and run into the street, for I thought Deeming had got into the house:—but just as I had my hand on the key I heard his voice in front of me.
"'Don't be afraid,' the voice said. 'I haven't moved.'
"'But how did you get the money?' I asked.
"'You wouldn't understand if I should tell you,' replied the voice.
"'But I can't see you!' I exclaimed.
"'No,' said the voice, 'and you never will again. I have gone on.'
"'But you are not going away with my money, are you?' I asked. 'Do you need it now?'
"'No,' the voice replied, 'I do not need it. You gave it to me because you pitied me—I have no more use for it.'
"'Can you give it back to me?' I asked.
"'I have given it back,' said the voice. 'Look on the hat rack.'