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MAURICE LEBLANC
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ALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOS
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN. (Continued.)
“You know it as well as I
do. Confess! It’s possible that,
during tlie last ten days, you’ve
brought yourself, for love of that
woman, to look upon her as in
nocent in spite of the overwhelm
ing proofs against Her. But to
day the truth hits you in the eye.
I feel it, I’m sure of it. Isn't it
so, Chief? I’m right, am pnot?
You see it for yourself?”
This time Don finis did not pro
test. With a drawn face and'set
eyes he watched the motor bus,
which at that moment was stand
ing still at the corner of the
Boulevard Hanssmann.
“Stop!” he shouted to .the
driver.
The girl alighted. It, was easy
to recognize Florence Levassfeur
under her nurse’s uniform. She
cast round her eyes as if to make
sure that she was not being fol
lowed, and then took a cob and
drove down the boulevard and the
Riie .de la Pepiniere, to the G&re
Saint-LagaTe'.' '
Don Luis saw her from a dis
tance climbing the steps that run
up from the Cqnr de Rome; and,
on following her, caught sight of
her again at the ticket office “at
the end of the waiting hall.
“Quick, Mazeroux!” he said.
“Get out your detective card and
•ask thfe clerk what ticket she’s
taken. Run, before another pas
senger comes.”
Mazeroux hurried and ques
tioned the ticket clerk and're
turned :
•second class tor tiouen.
“Take one for yourself.”
Mazeroux did so. They found
that there was an express due to
start in a minute. When they
reached the' platform Florence
was stepping into a compartment
in the middle of the train.
The engine whistled. '
“Get ip,” said Don Luis, hiding
himself as best he could. “Tele
graph to me from Rouen; and I’ll
join you this evening. Above all,
keep your eyes on her. Don’t let
her slip between your fingers.
She’s very clever, you know.”
“But why don’t you come your
self, Chief? It would be much
better-”
“Out of the question. The train
doesn’t stop before Rouen; and I
couldn’t be back till this evening.
The meeting at the Perfect’s at
five o’clock.”
“And you insist on going?”
“More than ever. There, jump
in!”
He pushed him into ohe of the
end carriages. The train started
and soon disappeared in the tun
nel.
Then Don Luis flung himself on
a bench in a waiting room and
remained there for two hours,
pretending to read the newspa
pers. But his eyes wandered and
his mind-was haunted by the ag
onizing question that once more
forced itself upon him: was Flor
ence guilty or not?
It was five o’clock when Major
Comte d’Astrignac, Maitre Lep
ertuis, and the secretary of the
American Embassy Were shown
into M. Desmalion’s office. At the
same moment some one entered
the messengers’ room and handed
in his card.
The- messenger on duty glanced
at the pasteboard, turned his head
quickly toward a group of men
talking in a corner, and then ask
ed the newcomer:
“Have you an appointment,
sir?”
“It’s not necessary. Just say
that I’m here: Don Luis Peren
na.”
A kind of electric shock ran
through the little group in the
corner; and one of the persons
forming it came forward. It was
Weber, the deputy chief detec
tive.
The two men looked each other
in the eyes. Don Luis smiled am
iably. Weber w’as livid; he shook
in every limb and was plaiidy
Striving to contain himself.
Near him stood a couple of
journalists and four* detectives.
‘ ‘ By Jove! the beggars are
there for me!” thought Don Luis.
“But their confusion shows that
they did not believe that I should
have the cheek to come. Are
they going to arrest me?”
Weber (lid not move, but in the
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end his face expressed a certain
satisfaction as though he were
saying:
“I’ve got you this time, my line
fellow, and you shan’t escape
me. ’ ’
The office messenger returned
and, without a word, led the way
for Don Luis. Perenna passed in
front of Weber with the politest
of bows, bestowed a friendly lit
tle nod on the detectives, and en
tered.
The Comte d’Astrignac hurried
up to him at once, with hands
outstretched, thus showing that
all the tittle-tattle in no way af
fected the esteem in which he con
tinued to hold Private Perenna of
the Foreign Legion. But the
Perfect of Police maintained an
attitude of reserve which was
very significant. He went on turn-,
ing over the papers which lie was
examining and conversed in a low
voice with the solicitor and the
American Secretary of Embassy.
Don Luis thought to himself:
--iljVIy dear Lupin, there’s some
one golnglo leave fhjgjropm with
the bracelets on his wrists.' If
it’s not the real culprit, it’ll be
you, my poor old chap.”
And he remembered the early
part of the case, when he was in
the workroom at Fauville’s house
before the magistrates, and had
either to deliver the criminal to
justice of to incur the penalty of
immediate arrest. In the same
way, from the start to the finish
of. the struggle, he had been
obliged, while fighting the invis
ible enemy, to expose himself to
the attacks of the law with no
means of defending himself ex
cept by indispensable victories.
Harassed by constant on
slaughts, never out of danger, he
had successively hurried to their
deaths, Marie Fauville and Gas
ton Sauverand, two innocent peo
ple sacrificed to the cruel laws of
war. Was he at last about to fight
the real enemy, or would he him
self succumb at the decisive mo
ment?
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iiiuuiu mo imims witil such
a cheerful gesture that M. Des
malions could uot help looking at
hm. Dn Luis wore the radiant
air of a man who is experiencing
a pure joy and wdio is preparing
to taste others even greater.
The Perfect of Police remained
silent for a moment, as though
qsking himself what that devil of
a fellow could be so pleased with;
then he fumbled through his pa
pers once more and, in the end,
said:
“We have met again, gentle
men, as we did two months ago,
to come to a definite conclusion
about the Mornington inherit
ance. Senor Caceres, the attache
of the Peruvian legation, will not
be here. I have received a tele
gram from Italy to tell me that
Senor Caceres is seriously ill.
However, his presence was not in
dispensable. There is no one lack
ing, therefore—except those, alas,
whose claims this meeting would
gladly have sanctioned, that is to
say, Cosmo Mornington’s heirs.”
“There is one other person ab
sent, Monsieur le Prefet.”
M. Dcsmalions looked up. The
speaker was Don Luis. The Pre
fect hesitated and then decided
to ask him to explain.
“Whom do you mean! What
person ? ’ ’
“The murderer of the Morning
ton heirs.”
This time again Don Luis com
pelled attention and, in spite of
the resistance which lie encount
ered, obliged the others to take
notice of his presence and to
yield to his ascendancy. What
ever happened, they had to listen
to him. Whatever happened, they
had to discuss with him things
which seemed incredble, but
which were possible because he
put them into words.
“Monsieur le Prefet,” he asked,
“will you allowr me to set forth
the facts of the matter as it now
stands! They will form a natural
sequel and conclusion of the in
terview which we had after the
explosion on the Boulevard
Suchet. ’ ’
M. Desmalion’s silence gave
I Don Luis leave to speak. He at
I once continued:
j “It will not take long, Mon
sieur le Prefet. It will not take
long for two reasons: first, be
cause M. Fauville's confessions
remain at our disposal and we
know definitely the monstrous
part which he played; and, sec
ondly, because, after all, the
truth, however complicated it
may seem, is really very simple.
“It all lies in the objection
which you, Monsieur le Prefet,
made to me on leaving the
wrecked house on the Boulevard
Suehet: ‘How is it,’ you asked,
‘that the Mornington inheritance
is not mentioned in Hippolyte
Fauville’s confession?’ It all iies
in that, Monsieur le Prefet. Hip
polyte Fauville did not say a
word about the inheritance; and
the reason evidently is that he
did not know of it.
“And the reason why Gaston
Sauverand was able to tell me his
whole sensational story without
making the least allusion to the
inheritance was that the inherit
ance played no sort of part in
Gaston Sauverand’s story. He,
too, knew nothing of it before
those events, any more than Marie
Fauville did, or Florence Levas
seur. There is no denying the
fact: Hippolyte Fauville was
guided by revenge and by re
venge alone. If not, why should
he have acted- as he did, seeing
that Cosmo Mornington's mil
lions reverted to him by the full
est of rights? Besides, if he had
wished to enjoy those millions, he
would not have begun by killing
himself.
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tain: the inheritance in no way
affected Hippolyte Fauville’s re
sblves or actions. And, Never
theless, one after the other, with
inflexible regularity, as if they
had been struck down, in the very
order called for by the terms or
the Mornington inheritance, they
all disappeared: Cosmo Morning
ton, then Hippolvte Fauville, then
Edmond Fauville, then Marie
Fauville, then Gaston Sauverand.
First, the possessor of the for
tune ; next, all those whom he had
appointed his legatees; and, I re
peat, in the very order in which
the will enabled them to lay claim
to the fortune!
“Is it not strange?” asked
Perenna, “and are we not Found
to suppose that there was a con
trolling mind at the baek of it
all? Are we not bound to admit
that the formidable contest was
influenced by that inheritance,
and that, above the hatred and
jealousy of the loathsome Fau
ville, there loomed a being en
dowed with even more tremen
dous energy, pursuing a tangible
aim and driving to their deaths,
one by one, like so many num
bered victims, all the unconscious
actors in the tragedy of which he
tied and of which he is now un
tying the threads?” '
Don Luis leaned forward and
continued earnestly:
“Monsieur le Prefet, the pub
lic instinct so thoroughly agrees
with me, a section of the police,
with M. Weber, the deputy chief
j at its head, argues in a manner
so exactly identical with my own,
that the existence of that being
is at once confirmed in every
mind. There had to be some one
to act as tlie controlling brain, to
provide the will and the energy.
That some one was myself. After
all, why not? Did not I possess
the condition which was indis
pensable to make any one inter
ested in the murders? Was I not
Cosmo Mornington’s heir?
“I will not defend myself. It
may be that outside interference,
it may be that eireumstances, will
oblige you, Monsieur le Prefet, to
take unjustifiable measures
against me; but I will uot insult
you by believing for one second
that you can imagine the man
whose acts you have been Jble to
judge for the last two months
capable of such crimes. And yet
the public instinct is right in ac
cusing me.
“Apart from Hippolvte Fau
ville, there is necessarily a crim
inal ; and that criminal is neces
sarily Cosmo Mornington’s heir.
As I am not the man, another
Heir of Cosmo Mornington exists.
It is he whom I accuse, Monsieur
le Prefet.
“There is something more than
a dead man’s will in the wicked
business that is being enacted be
fore us. We thought for a time
that there was only that; but
there is something more. I have
not been fighting a dead man all
the time; more than once I have
felt the very breath of life strike
against my face. More than once
11 have felt the teeth of the tiger
seeking to tear me.
“The dead man did much, but
he /lid not do everything. And
even then, was he alone in doing
what he did? Was the being of
whom I speak merely one who
executed his orders? Or was he
also the accomplice who helped
him in his seheme! I do not
know. But he certainly contin
ued a work which he perhaps be
gan by inspiring and which, in
any case, be turned to his own
profit, resolutely completed and
carried out to the very end. And
lie did so because he knew of
Cosmo Mornington’s will. It is
he whom I accuse, Monsieur le
Prefet.
“I accuse him at the very least
of that part of the crimes and
felonies which cannot be attribut
ed, to Hipjaolyte Fauville. I ac
cuse him of breaking open the
drawer of the desk in which ^
| Maitre Lepertuis, Cosmo Morn
ington’s solicitor, had put his
client’s will. I accuse him of en
tering Cosmo Mornington’s room
and substituting a phial contain
ing a toxic fluid for one of the
phials of glycero-pho'sphate which
Cosmo Morning-ton used for his
hypodermic injections. I accuse
him of playing the part of a doc
tor who came to certify Cosmo
Motnington’s death and of deliv
ering a false certificate. I accuse
him of supplying Hippolyte Fau
! ville with the poison which killed
| successively Inspector Verot, Ed
1 raond Fauville, and Hippolyte
! Fauville himself. 1 accuse him of
arming and turning against me
the hand of Gaston Sauverand,
who, acting under his hdviee and
instructions, tried three times to
take my life and ended b}' caus
ing the death of my chauffeur.
I accuse him of profiting by the
relations which Gaston Sauverand
had established with the infirm
ary in order to communicate with
Marie Fauville, and of arranging—
for Marie Fauville to receive the
hypodermic syringe and the phial
of poison with' which the poor
woman was able to carry out her
plans of suicide.” -^ataSy
Peronna paused to note the ef
| feet of these charges. Then he
went on:
“I accuse him of conveying to
Gaston Sauverand, by some un
known means, the newspaper cut
tings about Marie Fauville’s
death and, at the same time, fore
seeing the inevitable results of his
act. To sum up, therefore, with
out mentioning his share in the
other erimes—the death of In
spector Verot, the death of my
chauffeur—I accuse him of kill
ing Cosmo Mornington, Edmond
Fauville, Hippolyte Fauville, Ma
rie Fauville, and Gaston Sauver- ^
and; in plain words, of killing all
those wrho stood between the mil
lions and himself. These last
words, Monsieur le Prefet, will
tell you clearly what I have in
my mind.
‘‘When a man does away with
five si his fellow creatures in
order to secure a certain number
of millions, it means that he is
convinced that this proceeding
will positively and mathematic
ally insure his eutering into pos
session of the millions. In short,
when a man does away with a
millionaire and his four succes
sive heirs, it means that he him
self is the millionaire’s fifth heir.
The man will be here in a mo
ment.”
vv nat:
It was a spontaneous exclama
1 ion on the part of the Prefect of ^
Police, who was forgetting the
whole of Don Luis Perenna’s pow
erful and closely reasoned 'argu
ment, and thinking only of the
stupefying apparition which Don
Luis announced. Don Luis re
plied :
“Monsieur le Prefet, his visit
is the logical outcome of my ac
cusations. Remember that Cosmo
Mornington’s will explicitly
states that no heir’s claim will bo
valid unlfess he is present at to
day’s meeting.
“And suppose he does not
come?” asked the Prefect, thus
showing that Don Luis’ convic
I tion had gradually got the better
of his doubts.
“He will come, Monsieur le Pre
fet. If not, there would have • *_
been no sense in all this business.
Limited to the crimes and other
actions of Hippolyte Fauville, it
could be looked upon as the pre
posterous work of a madman. Con
tinued to the details of Marie Fau
ville and Gaston Sanverand, it
; demands, as its inevitable out
[eome, the appearance of a person
| who, as the last descendant of the
Roussels of Saint-Etienne and
; consequently as Cosmo Morning
ton’s absolute heir, taking prece
dence of myself, will come to
! claim the hundred millions which
j he has won by meaus of his in
I credible audacity.”
j “And suppose be does not
come?” M. Desmalions once more
exclaimed, in a more vehement
tone.___
(Continued Next Week.)
Major-General Davidson, who was
elected to parliament recently, left gen
eral headquarters in France by air
plane, motored from his landing place
to Westminster, took the oath and sat
in the house of commons a while. Then
he went back as ho had come. He was
anxious to take his seat before recess,
| could get only a few b'-prs off, and
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