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Since Ballmeyer or Larsan has been in the Surete a number of innocent persons have been sent to prison." Great excitement prevailed when Rouletabille had finished. The court-room became agitated with the murmurings of suppressed applause. Maitre Henri Robert called for an adjournment of the trial and was supported in his motion by the public prosecutor himself. The case was adjourned.
"How do you explain that, on the night of the murder of the keeper," the President asked, turning to Rouletabille, "the murderer brought back the papers stolen from Monsieur Stangerson? How do you explain how the murderer gained entrance into Mademoiselle Stangerson's locked room?" "The last question is easily answered. A man like Larsan, or Ballmeyer, could have had made duplicate keys.
Such tricks were mere child's play for Larsan, or Ballmeyer. "Receiving no reply to his letter, he determined, since Mademoiselle Stangerson would not come to him, that he would go to her. His plan had long been formed. He had made himself master of the plans of the chateau and the pavilion.
All this she had confessed to Robert Darzac, and, believing Ballmeyer dead, had given herself to the joy of a union with him. But fate had resuscitated Jean Roussel the Ballmeyer of her youth. He had taken steps to let her know that he would never allow her to marry Darzac that he still loved her. Mademoiselle Stangerson never for one moment hesitated to confide in Monsieur Darzac.
This man who, four years ago, introduced himself to the Surete, and became celebrated as Frederic Larsan, is notorious under another name a name well known to crime. Frederic Larsan, Monsieur President, is Ballmeyer!" "Ballmeyer!" cried the President. "Ballmeyer!" exclaimed Robert Darzac, springing to his feet. "Ballmeyer! It was true, then!" "Ah!
And yet the doings of this remarkable criminal form the subject-matter of the most dramatic narratives of the newspapers and criminal records of the past twenty years. It had been reported that he was dead, and thus had eluded the police as he had eluded them throughout the whole of his career. Ballmeyer was the best specimen of the high-class "gentleman swindler."
Monsieur Darzac; you don't think I am mad, now!" cried Rouletabille. Ballmeyer! Ballmeyer! No other word could be heard in the courtroom. The President adjourned the hearing. Those of my readers who may not have heard of Ballmeyer will wonder at the excitement the name caused.
They went to Louisville and lived there for some time. One morning, however, a knock came at the door of the house in which they were and the police entered to arrest Jean Roussel. It was then that Mathilde Stangerson, or Roussel, learned that her husband was no other than the notorious Ballmeyer! The young woman in her despair tried to commit suicide.
The murderer was about to strike her on the head with the mutton-bone a terrible weapon in the hands of a Larsan or Ballmeyer; but she fired in time, and the shot wounded the hand that held the weapon. The bone fell to the floor covered with the blood of the murderer, who staggered, clutched at the wall for support imprinting on it the red marks and, fearing another bullet, fled.
Jean Roussel was but another of the many names under which the notorious Ballmeyer, a fugitive from France, tried to hide himself. Monsieur Stangerson did not know of his identity with Ballmeyer; he learned that the man was simply undesirable for his daughter. He not only refused to give his consent to the marriage but denied him admission into the house.
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