Detective and mystery stories, English; Police -- Fiction; Short stories
As Levasseur passed me on leaving the dock, he exclaimed in French, and
in a desperately savage tone, "I will repay you for this when I return,
and that infernal Trelawney too." I am too much accustomed to threats of
this kind to be in any way moved by them, and I therefore contented
myself by smiling, and a civil "Au revoir--allons!"
PART VIII.
THE REVENGE.
Levasseur and his confederates sailed for the penal settlements on the
ill-fated convict-ship, the _Amphytrion_, the total wreck of which on
the coast of France, and consequent drowning of the crew and prisoners,
excited so painful a sensation in England. A feeling of regret for the
untimely fate of Le Breton, whom I regarded rather as a weak dupe than a
purposed rascal, passed over my mind as I read the announcement in the
newspapers; but newer events had almost jostled the incidents connected
with his name from my remembrance, when a terrible adventure vividly
recalled them, and taught me how fierce and untameable are the instincts
of hate and revenge in a certain class of minds.
A robbery of plate had been committed in Portman Square with an
ingenuity and boldness which left no doubt that it had been effected by
clever and practised hands. The detective officers first employed having
failed to discover the offenders, the threads of the imperfect and
broken clue were placed in my hands, to see if my somewhat renowned
dexterity, or luck, as many of my brother officers preferred calling it,
would enable me to piece them out to a satisfactory conclusion. By the
description obtained of a man who had been seen lurking about the house
a few days previous to the burglary, it had been concluded by my
predecessors in the investigation that one Martin, a fellow with half a
dozen _aliases_, and a well-known traveler on the road to the hulks,
was concerned in the affair; and by their advice a reward of fifty
pounds had been offered for his apprehension and conviction. I
prosecuted the inquiry with my usual energy and watchfulness, without
alighting upon any new fact or intimation of importance. I could not
discover that a single article of the missing property had been either
pawned or offered for sale, and little doubt remained that the crucible
had fatally diminished the chances of detection. The only hope was, that
an increased reward might induce one of the gang to betray his
confederates; and as the property was of large value, this was done, and
one hundred guineas was promised for the required information. I had
been to the printer's to order the placards announcing the increased
recompense; and after indulging in a long gossip with the foreman of the
establishment, whom I knew well, was passing at about a quarter-past ten
o'clock through Ryder's Court, Newport Market, where a tall man met and
passed me swiftly, holding a handkerchief to his face. There was nothing
remarkable in that, as the weather was bitterly cold and sleety; and I
walked unheedingly on.
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