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Updated: June 5, 2025
As we sauntered in the beautiful woods on a sunny afternoon towards the end of April, discussing our plans for the honeymoon for we were to be married in a week's time Dulcie suddenly asked, apropos of nothing: "Mike, why did that detective, Albeury, make you go to Eldon Hall? You were not to take part in the capture. You could quite well have stayed in London."
Turning, I saw that Albeury had the other man still at his mercy with the revolver not for an instant did he look away from him. I was about to call loudly to Simon to call the police, when the elder man spoke. "Stop!" he gasped, just above a whisper. "You have done us. Give us a chance to escape and well help you." "Help me! How?" I said, still gripping my man tightly. "What have you come for?
My mind was made up in a moment. "Dulcie," I exclaimed firmly, "you are coming with me to-night you understand? To-night whether you take your things or not is not of consequence. I'll see to everything. Don't return to your room. Don't see Mrs. Stapleton again. Come with me now." Albeury appeared in the passage. Seeing us, he approached. "Go at once, Mr.
"My God, she shan't be! I'll go to her now! I'll warn her! I'll " "You'll do nothing of the sort," Albeury interrupted. "We've a trap set for the whole crew, more than twenty of them in all, and if you warn that woman she'll tell the rest and then " "Well, what?" "Our plan will be defeated more than that, the whole lot of us in this room will be murdered as sure as I'm sitting here.
The mysterious affair in Grafton Street had been arranged they went on to say when threatened by Albeury with arrest if they refused to tell everything by Hugesson Gastrell and two accomplices, the two men with whom Osborne had entered into conversation on the night of Gastrell's reception in Cumberland Place, and it was a member of the gang, whose name I had not heard before the sole occupant of the house at the time who had questioned Osborne in the dark.
Albeury," I added quickly, "that if these people know you are connected with the police, and you know as much about them as you appear to do, you can't at once have them arrested?" "We require circumstantial evidence," he answered, "definite evidence of some kind, which at present we haven't got. In cases such as this we can't arrest on suspicion.
I had to read it through twice before I fully realized what it all meant. Then I turned quickly to Albeury. "Read that," I said, pushing the letter to him across the table. He picked it up and adjusted his glasses. A few moments later he sprang suddenly to his feet. "My God! Mr. Berrington!" he exclaimed, "this is most serious!
The door was at the back. "Gone," she whispered. She seemed greatly agitated. "Mr. Berrington," Albeury said hurriedly, his eyes set on mine, "I suspect that man. They all left last night. He arrived just before they left. I happened to see Doris Lorrimer engaged in earnest conversation with him." "Of whom are you speaking?" I asked, not understanding.
Then the man hung up the receiver and faced us. "I done it," he said. "Now me and my pal can get away from here at once and both of you," indicating Albeury and Osborne. "We shall meet our pals who've watched this house we shall meet them in Tottenham Court Road in half an hour. I've told them we've done out Mr. Berrington and his man. They think you both dead. It's a deal, then?"
So deeply occupied were their thoughts, seemingly, that they appeared not to notice Albeury, Dulcie and myself as we stepped aside to let them pass. For the moment my attention was distracted. What had happened? Had there been an accident? If so, who was the victim, and who were these men with him?
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