d at him hard. She looked at him like she was thinking: "Fur God's
sake, spunk up some, and take one if it DOES kill you!" Then she says
out loud: "Henry, if you die I will die, too!"

And Henry, he took one. His hand shook, but he took it out'n the box. If
she had of looked like that at me mebby I would of took one myself. Fur
Jane, she was a peach, she was. But I don't know whether I would of or
not. When she makes that brag about dying, I looked at the perfessor.
What she said never fazed him. And I thinks agin: "Mebby I better jump
in now and stop this thing." And then I thinks agin: "No, it is between
them three and Providence." Besides, I'm anxious to see who is going
to get that pill with the science in it. I gets to feeling jest like
Providence hisself was in that there room picking out them pills with
his own hands. And I was anxious to see what Providence's ideas of right
and wrong was like. So fur as I could see they was all three in the
wrong, but if I had of been in there running them pills in Providence's
place I would of let them all off kind o' easy.

Henry, he ain't eat his pill yet. He is jest looking at it and shaking.
The perfessor pulls out his watch and lays it on the table.

"It is a quarter past eleven," he says. "Mr. Murray, are you going to
make me shoot you, after all? I didn't want a scandal," he says. "It's
for you to say whether you want to eat that pill and get your even
chance, or whether you want to get shot. The shooting method is sure,
but it causes talk. These pills won't. WHICH?"

And he pulls a revolver. Which I suppose he had got that too when he
went down after them pills.

Henry, he looks at the gun.

Then he looks at the pill.

Then he swallers the pill.

The perfessor puts his gun back into his pocket, and then he puts his
pill into his mouth. He don't swaller it. He looks at the watch, and he
looks at Henry.

"Sixteen minutes past eleven," he says. "AT EXACTLY TWENTY-NINE MINUTES
TO TWELVE MR. MURRAY WILL BE DEAD. I got the harmless one. I can tell by
the taste."

And he put the pieces out into his hand, to show that he has chewed
his'n up, not being willing to wait fifteen minutes fur a verdict from
his digestive ornaments. Then he put them pieces back into his mouth and
chewed 'em up and swallered 'em down like he was eating cough drops.

Henry has got sweat breaking out all over his face, and he tries to make
fur the door, but he falls down onto a sofa.

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