Some Persons UnknownHornung, E. W. (Ernest William)
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Some Persons Unknown
Hornung, E. W. (Ernest William)
English fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, English
"Oh, where am I to begin? There is so much to tell--but he shall not
do it!" vowed Miss I'Anson. "He shall not separate the only two honest
people in the ship! Oh, yes, it was lies, but lies so clever and so
fiendish! Let me tell you everything. I'll try to be quick. He has been
in the bank about a year. You know him perhaps better than I do. They
say you were at school together. You must know his good points, Mr.
Bower. I mean the points that would attract a girl. They attracted me.
I made a fool of myself. You must have heard about it in Geelong. Well,
it's quite true; but it wasn't yesterday, or the day before, or last
week. It was in the very beginning. I got over it long ago. But he has
always fascinated me. You know him--you can understand? Well, when the
bank was robbed I knew he had done it; I can't tell you how I knew,
but know I did. His voice was not real. I have been made love to in
that voice--there! Well, I went to his rooms. He lunched there every
day. I saw his landlady. He had come in to lunch as usual, and said
he would ring when he wanted his pudding. He did ring, but was longer
than usual in ringing; that was all. His room was the back-room of the
house on the ground-floor; the landlady lives in front. Quite a short
time ago it was the other way about, and he suggested the alteration.
He also made her promise to keep the blinds down in the kitchen, and
the windows shut, to keep out the flies and the sun in the heat of the
day; he could make her do what he liked. Now listen. The bank garden
adjoins his landlady's garden. I found soil on his window-sill, soil
on the woodwork. This was in the afternoon when the excitement was at
its height; he was in the bank. I came away, making the woman promise
not to say a word; but she broke her promise that night, and that was
what started the hue and cry. Meanwhile I wrote him a note telling
him I knew all, refusing to see him, but solemnly undertaking that
if he would put a note where he had once put other notes (because my
mother couldn't endure him), and say in it where the money was, nobody
should ever know from me that he had touched it. Remember, Mr. Bower,
I was once fond of him; nay, you did much as I did yourself; you will
understand. He has told me all that has passed between you; how he
gave you the note to put in the tennis pavilion. And what do you think
he said in it? That if I would come to the beach at ten last night he
would tell me where the money was. He did tell me. He told me it was
sunk among the rocks at Queenscliff. He told me he was escaping in the
_Mollyhawk_--this vessel--but he would land me at Queenscliff, and show
me where the place was; because he meant to take the gold, but the
notes he dare not. It was the notes that mattered to my father and the
bank. They were nine-tenths of the stolen sum. Oh, I know I was a fool
to believe or listen to a word he said! I should have had him put in
prison at the first. But I am punished as I deserve; they will never
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