"One day, however, I got word that he was dying.I hurried at once to the garden, mad that he should slip out of my clutches like that, and, looking through the window, I saw him lying in his bed, with his sons on each side of him.I'd have come through and taken my chance with the three of them, only even as I looked at him his jaw dropped, and I knew that he was gone.I got into his room that same night, though, and I searched his papers to see if there was any record of where he had hidden our jewels.There was not a line, however: so I came away, bitter and savage as a man could be.Before I left I bethought me that if I ever met my Sikh friends again it would be a satisfaction to know that I had left some mark of our hatred: so I scrawled down the sign of the four of us, as it had been on the chart, and I pinned it on his bosom.It was too much that he should be taken to the grave without some token from the men whom he had robbed and befooled.

"We earned a living at this time by my exhibiting poor Tonga at fairs and other such places as the black cannibal.He would eat raw meat and dance his war-dance: so we always had a hatful of pennies after a day's work.I still heard all the news from Pondicherry Lodge, and for some years there was no news to hear, except that they were hunting for the treasure.At last, however, came what we had waited for so long.Thetreasure had been found.It was up at the top of the house, in Mr.Bartholomew Sholto's chemical laboratory.I came at once and had a look at the place, but I could not see how with my wooden leg I was to make my way up to it.I learned, however, about a trap- door in the roof, and also about Mr.Sholto's supper-hour.It seemed to me that I could manage the thing easily through Tonga.I brought him out with me with a long rope wound round his waist.He could climb like a cat, and he soon made his way through the roof, but, as ill luck would have it, Bartholomew Sholto was still in the room, to his cost.Tonga thought he had done something very clever in killing him, for when I came up by the rope I found him strutting about as proud as a peacock.Very much surprised was he when I made at him with the rope's end and cursed him for a little blood-thirsty imp.I took the treasure- box and let it down, and then slid down myself, having first left the sign of the four upon the table, to show that the jewels had come back at last to those who had most right to them.Tonga then pulled up the rope, closed the window, and made off the way that he had come.