Greensea Island: A Mystery of the Essex CoastBridges, Victor
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Greensea Island: A Mystery of the Essex Coast
Bridges, Victor
Adventure stories; Detective and mystery stories; England -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
She made a gesture of assent.
"Go on," I added grimly. "Tell me what happened."
"By the time the soldiers had surrendered," she said, "Uncle Philip
had lost consciousness. Three of the others were dead and six or
seven badly wounded. This man, Gardiner, divided the party into two.
He left ten of them behind to look after their friends, and rode off
towards Rio with the other five, taking the diamonds with him. No
one dreamed that there was anything wrong. Gardiner had fought as
bravely as anybody, and they all imagined that when they got to Rio
they would find our people in control of the town."
Her voice shook, and for just an instant she seemed to be on the
point of breaking down.
"As a matter of fact," she continued, with a kind of desperate
calmness, "they were riding straight to their death. At the last
moment everything we had planned had been betrayed to Gomez. He had
brought troops secretly into all the public buildings, and when our
people came out into the streets they were shot down like dogs before
they could move a step. Six hundred of them were killed in less than
ten minutes. Gomez had given orders that there should be no
prisoners, and the soldiers went on firing at the wounded until there
wasn't a soul left alive."
"And I suppose my infernal uncle was at the bottom of the whole
business?" I broke in.
"You can judge for yourself," she answered. "When he and the other
five reached the town they found troops everywhere. In the very
first street they came to they were held up by a patrol. Before
anyone quite realised what was happening Gardiner rode forward and
said something to the officer in command. They let him through at
once, and he galloped away up the street, leaving the rest behind
him. Some of our men tried to shoot him, but they were too late.
Directly he was past the soldiers opened fire and--" She broke off
with a little mute gesture that needed no further words.
"My God! What a swine!" I exclaimed. "Do you mean to say he led all
his friends to their death, and then handed the stones over to Gomez?"
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