Mysterious Mr. SabinOppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
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Mysterious Mr. Sabin
Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
"He has suddenly become the victim," the Countess said, "of a new and
most extraordinary delusion. How it came to pass I cannot exactly tell,
but this is what happened. He has a bed, you know, made up in an
ante-room, leading from the library, and he sleeps there generally.
Early this morning the whole house was awakened by the sound of two
revolver shots. I hurried down in my dressing-gown, and found some of
the servants already outside the library door, which was locked and
barred on the inside. When he heard my voice he let me in. The room was
in partial darkness and some disorder. He had a smoking revolver in his
hand, and he was muttering to himself so fast that I could not
understand a word he said. The chest which holds all his maps and papers
had been dragged into the middle of the room, and the iron staple had
been twisted, as though with a heavy blow. I saw that the lamp was
flickering and a current of air was in the room, and when I looked
towards the window I found that the shutters were open and one of the
sashes had been lifted. All at once he became coherent.
"'Send for Morton and Philip Dunn!' he cried. 'Let the shrubbery and all
the Home Park be searched. Let no one pass out of either of the gates.
There have been thieves here!'
"I gave his orders to Morton. 'Where is Richardson?' I asked. Richardson
was supposed to have been watching outside. Before he could answer
Richardson came in through the window. His forehead was bleeding, as
though from a blow.
"'What has happened, Richardson?' I asked. The man hesitated and looked
at your father. Your father answered instead.
"'I woke up five minutes ago,' he cried, 'and found two men here. How
they got past Richardson I don't know, but they were in the room, and
they had dragged my chest out there, and had forced a crowbar through
the lock! I was just in time; I hit one man in the arm and he fired
back. Then they bolted right past Richardson. They must have nearly
knocked you down. You must have been asleep, you idiot,' he cried, 'or
you could have stopped them!'
"I turned to Richardson; he did not say a word, but he looked at me
meaningly. The Admiral was examining his chest, so I drew Richardson on
one side.
"'Is this true, Richardson?' I asked. The man shook his head.
"'No, your ladyship,' he said bluntly, 'it ain't; there's no two men
been here at all! The master dragged the chest out himself; I heard him
doing it, and I saw the light, so I left my box and stepped into the
room to see what was wrong. Directly he saw me he yelled out and let fly
at me with his revolver! It's a wonder I'm alive, for one of the bullets
grazed my temple!'
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