The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1902-08-08
At this moment we entered

At this moment we entered the
room to find Hayle standing with his
back to the window that opened into
the balcony, which insits turn over
looked the somewhat steep slope
that led to the cliff and the sea.
Codd was on the left of the center
] table, revolver in his hand, and
look upon his face that I had never
seen before. On the other side of
the table was Kitwater, with a long
knife in his hand. He was leaning
forward in crouching position, as
if he were preparing for spring.
On hearing our steps, however. he
turned his sightless face towards US.
1t was Hayle, however, who seemed
the most surprised. He stared at me
as if l were man returned from the
dead.
"Put up that revolver, Codd," 1
cried. "And you, Kitwater, drop
that knife. Hayle, my man, it's all
]up. The game is over, so you may as
twell give in
Leglosse was about to advance
upon him, warrant in one hand and
manacles in the other.
"What does this mean?" cried
Hayle.
His voice located him, and before
we could either of us stop him, Kit
water had sprung forward and
clutched him in his arms. Of what
followed next I scarcely like to
think, even now. In cannoning with
Hayle he had dropped his knife, and
now the two stood while man
could have counted three, locked to-
gether in deadly embrace. Then en-
sued such struggle as hope l shall
never see again, while we others
stood looking on as if we were bound
hand and foot. The whole affair
could not have lasted more than a
few moments, and yet it seemed like
an eternity. Kitwater, with the
strength of mailman, had seized
Hayle round the waist with one arm,
while his right hand was clutching
at the others throat. I saw that
the veins were standing out upon
Hayle's forehead like black cords.
/ Do what he could, he could not shake
off the man he had so cruelty
wronged. They swayed to and fro,
and in one of their lurches struck
the window, which flew open and
threw them into the balcony outside.
Codd and the Sicilian police official
gave loud cries, but as for me could
not have uttered sound had my
life depended on it. Hayle must have
realized his terrible position, for
there was a look of abject, hopeless
terror upon his face. The blind man,
of course, could see nothing of his
danger. His one desire was to be re-
venged upon his enemy. Closer and
closer they came to the frail rail
ing. Once they missed it, and stag
gered a foot away from it. Then
they came back to it again, and
lurched against it. The woodwork
snapped, and the two men fell over
the edge on to the sloping bank be
low. Still locked together, they
rolled over and over, down the de
clivity towards the edge of the cliff
A great cry from Hayle reached ou1
ears. A moment later they had dis
appeared into the abyss, while we
stood staring straight before US, toe
terrified to speak or move
Leglosse was the first to find hi
voice.
my God!" he said, chow terrible
how terrible!"
Then little Codd sank down, and
placing his head upon his hands ~
3 the table, sobbed like little chi!S.
"What is to be done?' l asked, in ;
Mortified whisper.
GO down to the rocks and searcl
for them,' said the Sicilian officer