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-LSB- Sidenote : With night-rays and darkness-antidote America strikes back at the terrific and destructive Invisible Empire . -RSB- _ Out of the Hangman 's Hands _ `` You speak , '' said Von Kettler , jeering , `` as if you really believed that you had the power of life and death over me . '' The Superintendent of the penitentiary frowned , yet there was something of perplexity in the look he gave the prisoner . `` Von Kettler , I think it is time that you dropped this absurd pose of yours , '' he said , `` in view of the fact that you are scheduled to die by hanging at eight o'clock to-morrow night . Your life and death are in your own hands . '' -LSB- Illustration -RSB- Von Kettler bowed ironically . Standing in the Superintendent 's presence in the uniform of the condemned cell , collarless , bare-headed , he yet seemed to dominate the other by a certain poise , breeding , nonchalance .