Criminals -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories; Jewelry theft -- Fiction; Police -- England -- London -- Fiction
"Just put two and two together. Miss Noelson told me that there were
times when one or more of the gang would disappear from the house
and she was sure that they had not gone out by the gate. Looked a
possible explanation of many things, especially the way that stolen
goods were got out of the country. So I made up my mind to look for a
tunnel--particularly one that led from Larry's private room."
Inch by inch with the help of torches they went over the tunnel. It was
clear that it had been enlarged and shored up since the old days of the
smugglers. Once admitting the possibility of getting material, it was
simple to understand that Larry would be in no difficulty in obtaining
labour. He himself had a reputation as a craftsman, and there were
several among those who were under his sway who were skilled in many
directions. The steel sliding doors were examined by Winter with an
expert eye. They were miracles of ingenuity, although they had failed
in their evident purpose as a safeguard in cases of emergency.
The walls of the tunnel room were lined with strong steel boxes, the
majority of which were unlocked. These had clearly been used for the
temporary disposal of stolen property, until it could be embarked on
Larry's yacht. Suit-cases and handbags of various types were standing
about and an investigation of these showed that these had been packed
with the most portable and valuable of the goods from the lockers.
The Assistant Commissioner applied a match to his pipe. "As a small boy
one of my most determined dreams was to see an Aladdin's cave some day.
Now I know what it would look like."
"There were forty thieves in that business," said Winter. "Larry seems
to have resurrected the whole gang."
They carried the loot back into the house where a more precise
examination of the contents of the bags could be made, and a detailed
list written out. A very few minutes sufficed to show that they had
retrieved, not only practically the whole of the stuff stolen from
Streetly House, but articles which were part of the proceeds of many
other robberies. The detectives had at hand no descriptions, but their
memories aided them to identify many things with certainty. Here was
thrown light on many affairs that had been brought off in Labar's
division, and which had caused him many uneasy moments.
"There's pretty well all the evidence you want," said Winter. "All
that you need now is to lay hands on Larry. It's an open-and-shut case
against him and his people."
Labar glanced at his watch. "We'll need an expert with proper tools to
open up the other locked steel boxes," he said. "Apart from that Mr.
Malone might take charge here now. I want to get away to Lydd to see
about getting some of these people sorted out and sent up to London.
Those I don't know anything about I propose to charge for the moment
with being concerned in the Streetly House job. What do you think, sir?"
The Assistant Commissioner nodded. "I suppose you agree, Winter?"
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