The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1894-04-15
a CLEVER DETECTIVE.
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The Coufsssion or A In,pudeut E-Ser-i.r,
I will confess. viii confess all. Yes Ibsd
embezzled. had never regretted t. lido not
regret II now. The game I was playing was
desperate; the stakes wero large. l had dis
counted detection. Dis sovery, almost lmpos-
slble would be futile. Tor my arraneems emit.
bad been such that the short sentence imposed
on me would find me. having paid the penalty
once more free, rich and with the world
at my Bet; for there are countries other than
America and social advantages to be gained
elsewhere by the unknown man whose con.
viction and whose prison garb fade from the
memory and can be and are forgotten
One alone feared. and. strange to say
he was not my injured employer; he was NOT
my stern and Puritanicsl father. lie was .
mere writer OF fiction, and q foreigner TO boot
I knew that should he once be aroused tn.
game was up. my plans we're worthless, my
future wrecked.
IL was a mere chance which led me TO this
discovery-s book bought by hap and glanced
at hastily TO while weary hour and then de-
voursd with burning and nervous haste. There
alone, within those pages found one able to
unravel the most deity woven web and lay
bare even the Utmost thoughts OF the criminal
heart Ny Imagination. overwrought. per-
chance. by the nervous strain. was fred and
saw before me tho cool answering. tireless
and frightful pursuit which could not eluds.
and against which would struggle in vain.
The only question was: Had my transactions
which were Of necessity large and which had
involved the deposit OF great sum in the
Bank OF England-had these transactions By
any chance come to his notice Had the fact
that on one or two occasions my remittancss
shifted the point OF exchange and prevented
gold shipments fallen in his way7 so. l was
undone. I hoped not. His very appearances
rose up before me. Silent. distracted,
Indifferent to eIternals. lf-absorbsd. q
large frontal DEVELOPMENT. q dreamy eye.
an impsssive exterior. but the shoulder
ing furnace OF subdued passion animating the
whole man. until knew he moved like Crom-
vell's IronsIdes with the precision Of q ma
chine. while inflamed with the Widest en-
thusiasm. At last from certain signs and
tokens. I knew that he was on my track.
Flight was not to be thought Of. for flight was
confession. and escape an i'm possibility. There
was but one road to safety. and that lay In the
audacity born OF the courage Of the rat whea
chased into the corner.
To feel the net slowly closing around you. 70
see one after another the facts marshallsd In
dreadful array; your secret boards tracked IN
before your very ere and to be unable to pre-
vent or stay the event which crowds on re-
lentlesslyi This has been my fate. Is IL .
wonder that whom oil has failed and at last
am fairly enmcshed. there should como .
sense OF positive relief; . feeling OF glsdness
that " The long days task Is done and We
may Sleep"
And there sits his Prime Minister. and
attempt to persuade myself that he 10 but .
Pigment OF the imagination. q dream. an Illus
ion; there ne sits In his steadfast reality. just
across the table from me. and 10 pulling down
his sleeve. after another pin-prick Of cocaine.
and as his quiet eyes glitter upon me. and can
hear him whisper to himself that now he has
caught me- his work IL ended for the time
being Yet laugh at him. for shall conquer
yet. can imagine his rage. shame. mortinoa-
ton. and despair when. with his very grasp
upon my collar. fade Into thin air. and he
shall recognize In that awful moment when, a.
the result OF 80 much pains and striving. his
victory fades from his grasp. that function 10
smothered in surmise. and nothing is but what
II not: for ] would whisper II In your ear. 10
may be Sherlock Holmes who sits opposite met
It may be Conan Doyle, who has in stigated hint
IL may be thar they think they are victorious.
but, with my confession on my lips / again
elude their grasp. and you shall know how,
when ! keep my word and tell you-all: tell
you that am nothing bur an advertisement.
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