ButMalachias’talebegantofreezethemwithhorror。Heconjuredupthescenebeforethem。Thesecretpanelbesidethechimneyslidbackandintherecessappeared……Haines！Whichofusdidnotfeelhisfleshcreep？
HehadaportfoliofullofCelticliteratureinonehand，intheotheraphialmarkedPoison。Surprise，horror，loathingweredepictedonallfaceswhileheeyedthemwithaghastlygrin。Ianticipatedsomesuchreception，hebeganwithaneldritchlaugh，forwhich，itseems，historyistoblame。Yes，itistrue。IamthemurdererofSamuelChilds。AndhowIampunished！Theinfernohasnoterrorsforme。Thisistheappearanceisonme。Tareandages，whatwaywouldIberestingatall，hemutteredthickly，andItrampingDublinthiswhilebackwithmyshareofsongsandhimselfaftermethelikeofasoulthorabullawurrus？Myhell，andIreland’s，isinthislife。ItiswhatItriedtoobliteratemycrime。Distractions，rookshooting，theErselanguageherecitedsome，laudanumheraisedthephialtohislips，campingout。Invain！Hisspectrestalksme。Dopeismyonlyhope……Ah！Destruction！Theblackpanther！Withacryhesuddenlyvanishedandthepanelslidback。Aninstantlaterhisheadappearedinthedooroppositeandsaid：MeetmeatWestlandrowstationattenpasteleven。Hewasgone！Tearsgushedfromtheeyesofthedissipatedhost。
Theseerraisedhishandtoheaven，murmuring：ThevendettaofMananaan！
ThesagerepeatedLextalionis。Thesentimentalistishewhowouldenjoywithoutincurringtheimmensedebtorshipforathingdone。Malachias，overcomebyemotion，ceased。Themysterywasunveiled。Haineswasthethirdbrother。HisrealnamewasChilds。Theblackpantherwashimselftheghostofhisownfather。Hedrankdrugstoobliterate。Forthisreliefmuchthanks。
Thelonelyhousebythegraveyardisuninhabited。Nosoulwilllivethere。