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they had provided a plan for the killing; and a means by which the

killer could cover his trail and escape from the theater of the

homicide; they would believe all the requirements of the problems

met; and would stop。  The greatest; the very giants among them;

have stopped here and have been in great error。



〃In every crime; especially in the great ones; there exists a third

element; preeminently vital。  This third element the master

plotters have either overlooked or else have not had the genius to

construct。  They plan with rare cunning to baffle the victim。  They

plan with vast wisdom; almost genius; to baffle the trailer。  But

they fail utterly to provide any plan for baffling the punisher。

Ergo; their plots are fatally defective and often result in ruin。

Hence the vital necessity for providing the third elementthe

escape ipso jure。〃



Mason arose; walked around the table; and put his hand firmly on

Samuel Walcott's shoulder。  〃This must be done to…morrow night;〃 he

continued; 〃you must arrange your business matters to…morrow and

announce that you are going on a yacht cruise; by order of your

physician; and may not return for some weeks。  You must prepare

your yacht for a voyage; instruct your men to touch at a certain

point on Staten Island; and wait until six o'clock day after

tomorrow morning。  If you do not come aboard by that time; they are

to go to one of the South American ports and remain until further

orders。  By this means your absence for an indefinite period will

be explained。  You will go to Nina San Croix in the disguise which

you have always used; and from her to the yacht; and by this means

step out of your real status and back into it without leaving

traces。  I will come here to…morrow evening and furnish you with

everything that you shall need and give you full and exact

instructions in every particular。  These details you must execute

with the greatest care; as they will be vitally essential to the

success of my plan。〃



Through it all Walcott had been silent and motionless。  Now he

arose; and in his face there must have been some premonition of

protest; for Mason stepped back and put out his hand。  〃Sir;〃 he

said; with brutal emphasis; 〃not a word。  Remember that you are

only the hand; and the hand does not think。〃  Then he turned around

abruptly and went out of the house。





III





The place which Samuel Walcott had selected for the residence of

Nina San Croix was far up in the northern suburb of New York。  The

place was very old。  The lawn was large and ill kept; the house; a

square old…fashioned brick; was set far back from the street; and

partly hidden by trees。  Around it all was a rusty iron fence。  The

place had the air of genteel ruin; such as one finds in the

Virginias。



On a Thursday of November; about three o'clock in the afternoon; a

little man; driving a dray; stopped in the alley at the rear of the

house。  As he opened the back gate an old negro woman came down the

steps from the kitchen and demanded to know what he wanted。  The

drayman asked if the lady of the house was in。  The old negro

answered that she was asleep at this hour and could not be seen。



〃That is good;〃 said the little man; 〃now there won't be any row。

I brought up some cases of wine which she ordered from our house

last week and which the Boss told me to deliver at once; but I

forgot it until to…day。  Just let me put it in the cellar now;

Auntie; and don't say a word to the lady about it and she won't

ever know that it was not brought up on time。〃



The drayman stopped; fished a silver dollar out of his pocket; and

gave it to the old negro。  〃There now; Auntie;〃 he said; 〃my job

depends upon the lady not knowing about this wine; keep it mum。〃



〃Dat's all right; honey;〃 said the old servant; beaming like a May

morning。  〃De cellar door is open; carry it all in and put it in de

back part and nobody ain't never going to know how long it has been

in dar。〃



The old negro went back into the kitchen and the little man began

to unload the dray。  He carried in five wine cases and stowed them

away in the back part of the cellar as the old woman had directed。

Then; after having satisfied himself that no one was watching; he

took from the dray two heavy paper sacks; presumably filled with

flour; and a little bundle wrapped in an old newspaper; these he

carefully hid behind the wine cases in the cellar。  After awhile he

closed the door; climbed on his dray; and drove off down the alley。



About eight o'clock in the evening of the same day; a Mexican

sailor dodged in the front gate and slipped down to the side of the

house。  He stopped by the window and tapped on it with his finger。

In a moment a woman opened the door。  She was tall; lithe; and

splendidly proportioned; with a dark Spanish face and straight

hair。  The man stepped inside。  The woman bolted the door and

turned round。



〃Ah;〃 she said; smiling; 〃it is you; Senor?  How good of you!〃



The man started。  〃Whom else did you expect?〃 he said quickly。



〃Oh!〃 laughed the woman; 〃perhaps the Archbishop。〃



〃Nina!〃 said the man; in a broken voice that expressed love;

humility; and reproach。  His face was white under the black

sunburn。



For a moment the woman wavered。  A shadow flitted over her eyes;

then she stepped back。  〃No;〃 she said; 〃not yet。〃



The man walked across to the fire; sank down in a chair; and

covered his face with his hands。  The woman stepped up noiselessly

behind him and leaned over the chair。  The man was either in great

agony or else he was a superb actor; for the muscles of his neck

twitched violently and his shoulders trembled。



〃Oh;〃 he muttered; as though echoing his thoughts; 〃I can't do it;

I can't!〃



The woman caught the words and leaped up as though some one had

struck her in the face。  She threw back her head。  Her nostrils

dilated and her eyes flashed。



〃You can't do it!〃 she cried。  〃Then you do love her!  You shall do

it!  Do you hear me?  You shall do it!  You killed him!  You got

rid of him! but you shall not get rid of me。  I have the evidence;

all of it。  The Archbishop will have it to…morrow。  They shall hang

you!  Do you hear me?  They shall hang you!〃



The woman's voice rose; it was loud and shrill。  The man turned

slowly round without looking up; and stretched out his arms toward

the woman。  She stopped and looked down at him。  The fire glittered

for a moment and then died out of her eyes; her bosom heaved and

her lips began to tremble。  With a cry she flung herself into his

arms; caught him around the neck; and pressed his face up close

against her cheek。



〃Oh! Dick; Dick;〃 she sobbed; 〃I do love you so!  I can't live

without you!  Not another hour; Dick!  I do want you so much; so

much; Dick!〃



The man shifted his right arm quickly; slipped a great Mexican

knife out of his sleeve; and passed his fingers slowly up the

woman's side until h
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