The sailor hero : $b or, The frigate and the luggerArmstrong, F. C. (Francis Claudius)
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The sailor hero : $b or, The frigate and the lugger
Armstrong, F. C. (Francis Claudius)
First Coalition, War of the, 1792-1797 -- Fiction; Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Fiction
O’Loughlin started, saying—
“That is not possible; you saw the seal unbroken.”
“Yes, yes,” said the solicitor; “there are more ways of opening caskets
than with the key,” and then he rang the bell, and ordered the servant
who answered the summons to tell his housekeeper to send up wine and
refreshments. “Now, I beg you, Mr. Thornton,” continued the solicitor,
addressing our hero, “I pray you to recall every circumstance that
occurred after receiving the casket, for it may be quite possible that
the contents might have been extracted previous to your receiving it
from her hands.”
“No, Mr. Stanmore,” returned the midshipman, “not previously, of
that I am confident, and I will tell you my reason for being so.
When introduced into the chamber where I first saw the Duchess of
Coulancourt, and whilst conversing with her, I observed that casket on
the table; the lid was up, and though I could not, or indeed thought
of trying to inspect the contents, still I can safely say there were
no shavings whatever in it. I observed her close the lid, lock it, and
then affix the seal, after doing which she gave me the key; therefore,
the Duchess could not have been deceived. Whilst conducting Miss Arden
through the streets, several ruffians made efforts to get it from me,
but they failed.”
“Afterwards,” inquired Mr. Stanmore, “what did you do with the casket;
that is, when you got back to the boats?”
“I still held possession of it,” said the midshipman, “till we all got
on board the dismasted frigate, where we were to remain for some hours,
and where the Commissioners had prepared refreshments for us. Poor
Mabel was so fatigued and overcome, that I begged her to lie down in a
berth. I placed the casket at the foot of the berth, covered it over,
and found it in the same place when we had directions to return to our
ships.”
“How long, Master Thornton,” questioned Mr. Stanmore, “do you think the
casket remained in the berth with the little girl?”
“Oh! I should say several hours, from three or four o’clock in the day
till ten at night; we could not venture to cross the outward harbour
till dark. I examined the casket when I took it up, and Mabel said she
had not been disturbed by any one.”
“Nevertheless,” observed Mr. Stanmore, rising and ringing the bell,
and then taking up the casket he began carefully to examine it, “it
is possible it may have been tampered with during those hours. I feel
satisfied that shavings and lead were not its original contents, and
that those contents could not be changed without hands. I am anxious
to investigate the mystery as fully as possible. You see, Lieutenant
O’Loughlin, it is beautifully put together, and all the edges clasped
with silver plates,” and turning it up, he keenly examined the bottom,
which had no plate of any kind across it.
“There does not appear the slightest indication of any attempt at
opening it,” observed the Lieutenant, carefully scrutinising it.
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