A Strange Story — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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A Strange Story — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
English fiction -- 19th century
“His Master told him
to wait and watch.” He did so. When Sir Philip came forth, towards the
dawn, he followed him, saw him enter a narrow street, came up to him,
seized him by the arm, demanded all he had about him. Sir Philip tried
to shake him off,--struck at him. What follows I spare the reader. The
deed was done. He robbed the dead man both of the casket and the
purse that he found in the pockets; had scarcely done so when he heard
footsteps. He had just time to get behind the portico of a detached
house at angles with the street when I came up. He witnessed, from his
hiding-place, the brief conference between myself and the policemen,
and when they moved on, bearing the body, stole unobserved away. He was
going back towards the inn, when it occurred to him that it would be
safer if the casket and purse were not about his person; that he asked
his Master to direct him how to dispose of them: that his Master guided
him to an open yard (a stone-mason’s) at a very little distance from
the inn; that in this yard there stood an old wych-elm tree, from the
gnarled roots of which the earth was worn away, leaving chinks and
hollows, in one of which he placed the casket and purse, taking from the
latter only two sovereigns and some silver, and then heaping loose mould
over the hiding-place. That he then repaired to his inn, and left
it late in the morning, on the pretence of seeking for his
relations,--persons, indeed, who really had been related to him, but
of whose death years ago he was aware. He returned to L---- a few days
afterwards, and in the dead of the night went to take up the casket and
the money. He found the purse with its contents undisturbed; but the
lid of the casket was unclosed. From the hasty glance he had taken of it
before burying it, it had seemed to him firmly locked,--he was alarmed
lest some one had been to the spot. But his Master whispered to him not
to mind, told him that he might now take the casket, and would be guided
what to do with it; that he did so, and, opening the lid, found the
casket empty-; that he took the rest of the money out of the purse, but
that he did not take the purse itself, for it had a crest and initials
on it, which might lead to the discovery of what had been done; that
he therefore left it in the hollow amongst the roots, heaping the mould
over it as before; that in the course of the day he heard the people at
the inn talk of the murder, and that his own first impulse was to get
out of the town immediately, but that his Master “made him too wise for
that,” and bade him stay; that passing through the streets, he saw me
come out of the sash-window door, go to a stable-yard on the other side
of the house, mount on horseback and ride away; that he observed the
sash-door was left partially open; that he walked by it and saw the
room empty; there was only a dead wall opposite; the place was solitary,
unobserved; that his Master directed him to lift up the sash gently,
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