Criminals -- England -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories
It was a remarkable prophecy, remarkably fulfilled. Elk was gratified
and surprised when he was called into the presence of the great—every
Commissioner and Chief Constable sat round the green board of
judgment—to discover that the attitude of his superiors was rather one
of benevolent interest than of disapproval.
“With an organization of this character we are prepared for very
unexpected developments,” said the Chief Commissioner. “In ordinary
circumstances, the escape of Hagn would be a matter calling for severe
measures against those responsible. But I really cannot apportion the
blame in this particular case. Balder seems to have behaved with perfect
propriety; I quite approve of your having put him into the cell with
Hagn; and I do not see what I can do with the gaoler. The truth is, that
the Frogs are immensely powerful—more powerful than the agents of an
enemy Government, because they are working with inside knowledge, and in
addition, of course, they are our own people. You think it is possible,
Captain Gordon, to round up the Frogs?—I know it will be a tremendous
business. Is it worth while?”
Dick shook his head.
“No, sir,” he replied. “They are too numerous, and the really dangerous
men are going to be difficult to identify. It has come to our knowledge
that the chiefs of this organization—at least, some of them—are not so
marked.”
Not all the members of the Board of Inquiry were as pleasant as the
Chief Commissioner.
“It comes to this,” said a white-haired Chief Constable, “that in the
space of a week we have had two prisoners killed under the eyes of the
police, and one who has practically walked out of the cell in which he
was guarded by a police officer, without being arrested or any clue
being furnished as to the method the Frogs employed.” He shook his head.
“That’s bad, Captain Gordon.”
“Perhaps you would like to take charge of the inquiry, sir,” said Dick.
“This is not the ordinary petty larceny type of crime, and I seem to
remember having dealt with a case of yours whilst I was in the
Prosecutor’s Department, presenting less complicated features, in which
you were no more successful than I and my officers have been in dealing
with the Frogs. You must allow me the greatest latitude and exercise
patience beyond the ordinary. I know the Frog,” he said simply.
For some time they did not realize what he had said.
“You know him?” asked the Chief Commissioner incredulously.
Dick nodded.
“If I were to tell you who it was,” he said, “you would probably laugh
at me. And obviously, whilst it is quite possible for me to secure an
arrest this morning, it is not as easy a matter to produce overwhelming
evidence that will convict. You must give me rope if I am to succeed.”
“But how did you discover him, Captain Gordon?” asked the Chief, and
Elk, who had listened, dumbfounded, to this claim of his superior,
waited breathlessly for the reply.
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