Morgan had touched the right key, and knew it when he saw the glitter of the dying (?) man's eyes on mentioning Hall.
"Now then, Jaggers! If you want to put the rope on the right man you must tell me where the papers are. Where are they now? You've got 'em, I suppose?"
"No—Jack (The Knifer) played me a mean trick. He's got all the papers an' wouldn't give 'em to me. He wos 'ere yesterd'y an' I don't just know where he's gone—but 'e's got 'em."
The doctor finished writing almost as soon as Jaggers stopped speaking, and after making his mark to it the latter dropped back on the pillow.
"Dead!" exclaimed Morgan.
"Oh, no! Just asleep!" said the doctor.
Reassured on this point, Morgan despatched a message to Blount and then proceeded to make himself comfortable for the night.
Next morning at six o'clock Blount appeared, and simultaneously Jaggers awoke.
A long conversation ensued—Blount holding Jaggers's statement of the night before in his hand.