Detective and mystery stories, English; Police -- Fiction; Short stories
Mr. Charles Merton, during the few months which had elapsed since the
attainment of his majority, had very literally "fallen amongst thieves."
A passion for gambling seemed to have taken entire possession of his
being; and almost every day, as well as night, of his haggard and
feverish life was passed at play. A run of ill-luck, according to his
own belief--but in very truth a run of downright robbery--had set in
against him, and he had not only dissipated all the ready money which he
had inherited, and the large sums which the foolish indulgence of his
lady-mother had supplied him with, but had involved himself in bonds,
bills, and other obligations to a frightful amount. The principal agent
in effecting this ruin was one Sandford--a man of fashionable and
dashing exterior, and the presiding spirit of the knot of desperadoes
whom I was commissioned to hunt out. Strange to say, Mr. Merton had the
blindest reliance upon this man's honor; and even now--tricked,
despoiled as he had been by him and his gang--relied upon his counsel
and assistance for escape from the desperate position in which he was
involved. The Everton estates had passed, in default of male issue, to a
distant relative of the late lord; so that ruin, absolute and
irremediable, stared both the wretched dupe and his relatives in the
face. Lady Everton's jointure was not a very large one, and her son had
been permitted to squander sums which should have been devoted to the
discharge of claims which were now pressed harshly against her.
I listened with the deepest interest to Lady Everton's narrative.
Repeatedly during the course of it, as she incidentally alluded to the
manners and appearance of Sandford, who had been introduced by Mr.
Merton to his mother and sister, a suspicion, which the police papers
had first awakened, that the gentleman in question was an old
acquaintance of my own, and one, moreover, whose favors I was extremely
desirous to return in kind, flashed with increased conviction across my
mind. This surmise I of course kept to myself; and after emphatically
cautioning the ladies to keep our proceedings a profound secret from Mr.
Merton, I took my leave, amply provided with the resources requisite for
carrying into effect the scheme which I had resolved upon. I also
arranged that, instead of waiting personally on her ladyship, which
might excite observation and suspicion, I should report progress by
letter through the post.
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