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He and Vera attempted to remove the body from between the two huge boulders.
As the two of them worked side by side, Vera noticed the revolver half way revealed,
hanging in Lombard’s coat pocket. Suddenly, the young woman grew nervous. She
reached out for the revolver but hesitated and decided against it. Vera simply could
Lombard asked in a weary voice, “Lift his legs up for me, would you?”
This broke Vera’s train of thought and she instantly obeyed. After a tedious
amount of work, the two of them finally managed to retrieve the doctor’s body.
They carried the corpse to the front door of the dreadfully dark mansion and they
The lights were off and their hearts began beating quicker. Lombard knew that
the homicidal maniac could strike him down at any given moment. He desperately
wanted to drop the revolting body and draw out his revolver, but he knew that would
destroy the trust between him and Vera. Lombard thought to himself, I must remain
“Easy now,” said Lombard as his heel touched the first step of the stairs. They
both began to slowly and quietly climb the stairs. Soon, the two survivors reached the
second floor and began moving towards Armstrong’s room. They could make out a
few shapes in the darkness, for the pale moonlight shone through the window at the
end of the hallway.
First, they passed Marston’s room, and then the Rogers’. Next was General
Macarthur’s, followed by Miss Brent’s. Lombard was first to walk pass old
Wargrave’s room, and Miss Claythorne trailed behind him. The feet of Armstrong
Suddenly, she noticed a thin line of light showing at the bottom of the bedroom
door of Justice Wargrave. It was clear that the light did not belong to that of the
moon’s.
They carefully placed the corpse on the ground, and Lombard leaned lightly on
the door. He slowly pressed his right ear upon the door and listened for any
movement. At first the sound was faint, but slowly, he began to hear a quill scribbling
himself, thought Lombard, perhaps this is the killer we’ve been searching for!
He backed away and withdrew his revolver. Vera displayed a look of fear on her
face and took a step or two backwards. Lombard himself backed up, leaving space
between him and the bedroom door. Swiftly and silently, the strong man charged at
In the end, Lombard and Vera read the judge’s message in the bottle, and within
the next few days, the inspectors had arrived at Indian Island. The maniacal old man
was convicted and sentenced to prison. Vera Claythorne and Philip Lombard became
the only survivors to tell of the tragic story of The Ten Little Indians.