4Reaching his room, d**k turned out the lights and went to the window. The windows of the room across the way were likewise dark. Bet a dollar someone is watching there, thought d**k. He looked up and down the pleasant little street. With its trees; and with the fences and gates in the English style it offered a dozen skulking places for watchers. d**k shivered. One half of him seemed to say: Put it off until daylight, and leave openly: but the other half replied: If you do they’ll dog you night and day, and you’ll never succeed in throwing them off. Your only chance is to give them the slip in the dark.
Taking his hat, d**k returned downstairs to the veranda behind the hotel. At this hour it was deserted. Leaning his elbows on the parapet as if to gaze over the dark sea, he let his eyes
