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The first witness who was called on the part of the Crown was Mr. Dimmock, who had been chief mate on board the Perry galley, and he deposed in the following terms: On the twelfth of November, 1725, we sailed from Barbadoes on the Perry galley bound for England. On the 14th, about noon, we were taken by the Night Rambler, pirate sloop, one Cooper commander.
Until the meal was nearly over, Racksole said little perhaps his thoughts were too busy with Jules' wink to Mr Dimmock, but when ices had been followed by coffee, he decided that it might be as well, in the interests of the hotel, to discover something about his daughter's friend.
I'd rather die fighting than running. He raised his voice. 'Mr Morgan, put her hard aport! Dimmock, here's your chance for a last shot. Round came the launch, turning on her keel like a racing yacht, and straight she sped for her big pursuer. The latter was evidently taken aback by this unexpected manoeuvre, and for a moment her searchlight lost the launch.
Only only Jules, Rocco, and Miss Spencer were still at large; and the body of Reginald Dimmock lay buried in the domestic mausoleum of the palace at Posen; and Prince Eugen had still to interview Mr Sampson Levi. That various matters lay heavy on the mind of Prince Eugen was beyond question. He seemed to have withdrawn within himself.
'I was expecting His Highness here. The State apartments had been prepared for him. He was due on the very afternoon that young Dimmock died. But he never came, and I have not heard why he has failed to arrive; nor have I seen his name in the papers. What his business was in London, I don't know. 'I will tell you, said Mr Sampson Levi, 'he was coming to arrange a loan. 'A State loan?
They had just come from an ante-chamber, in which lay the mortal remains of Reginald Dimmock. 'Well? said Racksole, glancing at the doctor. The doctor was a big, boyish-looking man, with keen, quizzical eyes. 'It is not heart disease, said the doctor. 'Not heart disease? 'No. 'Then what is it? asked the Prince. 'I may be able to answer that question after the post-mortem, said the doctor.
His features were slightly drawn, and his eyes closed; that was all. He might have been asleep. 'My poor Dimmock! exclaimed the Prince, his voice broken. 'And I was angry because the lad did not meet me at Charing Cross! 'Are you sure he is dead, Father? Nella said. 'You'd better go away, Nella, was Racksole's only reply; but the girl stood still, and began to sob quietly.
To-day is the last day. To-morrow the money will be appropriated, elsewhere. Of course, I'm not alone in this business, and my friends have something to say. 'You ask me where I think Prince Eugen has disappeared to? 'I do. 'Then you think it's a disappearance? Sampson Levi nodded. 'Putting two and two together, he said, 'I do. The Dimmock business is very peculiar very peculiar, indeed.
What scheme? Answer me. 'Heaven help me, I don't know. Miss Spencer sank into a chair. 'He said Mr Dimmock had turned tail, and he should have to settle him and then Rocco 'Rocco! What about Rocco? Nella could scarcely hear herself. Her grip of the revolver tightened. Miss Spencer's eyes opened wider; she gazed at Nella with a glassy stare. 'Don't ask me.
'Have you forgotten about Reginald Dimmock? 'I remember you said that he had died. 'I said nothing of the sort. I said that he had been assassinated. That was part of it, my poor Eugen. 'Pooh! said Eugen. 'I don't believe he was assassinated.
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