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Garfield, and of the ugly revelations which either Moroni or Sanz could make. Nevertheless we shall see!" Just after noon I accompanied Superintendent Fletcher and Señor Rivero with three detectives from Scotland Yard to the little hotel at Notting Hill Gate, where Mateo Sanz was then staying, for he had twice changed his abode within the past week.
"I cannot understand why the fellow dared to put foot into Madrid when he knows how active we are in search of him," remarked Señor Rivero, turning to me. "He must have followed you with evil intent. The explanation of mistaking your room was, of course, a good one, but entirely false."
"We shall be careful not to be seen until he travels to Nîmes," laughed Rivero, well satisfied at the progress he had made. "But I wonder who is the red-faced man whom Mademoiselle has met," I remarked. "She has evidently warned him of some danger." "If that's so we ought to see him," my friend exclaimed. "Let us go together on to the platform and watch.
At Scotland Yard they acted upon my suggestion, and at once sent a wireless message to Señor Rivero in Madrid, telling him of the discovery of the notorious Mateo Sanz. In the meantime my curiosity was further aroused by a note sent to me by Mrs. Tennison's servant, Mrs.
He is wanted, among other things, for the murder of Madame Lescot, a wealthy widow of Aix-en-Provence." "Ah! Then it is not a matter for extradition, eh?" remarked Rivero. "We want him for a dozen crimes of violence in Spain. He attempted the death of my English companion here, Monsieur Garfield who will give evidence against him."
I pointed this out, whereupon Rivero remarked with sarcasm: "If what you allege against Señor De Gex and his friend be true, they ought also to be arrested." "Yes. They ought, and they will be when I am able to bring forward sufficient evidence to convict them," I replied warmly. "Why, I ask you, should Oswald De Gex be in secret association with that dangerous bandit?"
We at once took a cab to the Prefecture where we were ushered into the presence of Monsieur Coulagne, a rather tall, grey-haired elegant man, with the rosette of the Legion of Honour in his coat. When Rivero introduced himself the Commissary bowed to us both and bade us be seated.
I strove to get sufficiently near to look well into his face, but I feared recognition. Would he pass out of the exit where the famous Spanish detective was awaiting him? Rivero knew Despujol by photographs, and indeed had been present when he had been convicted on the last occasion a few years before. Mademoiselle's friend hesitated for some moments, and then accosting a porter asked a question.
During the interval between the departure of General Baldrich and the arrival in April, 1873, of Lieutenant-General Primo de Rivero, there happened what was called "the insurrection of Camuy," in which three men were killed, two wounded, and sixteen taken prisoners, which turned out to have been an unwarrantable aggression on the part of the reactionists, falsely reported as an attempt at insurrection.
A few moments later the page-boy ushered in a middle-aged, well-dressed, black-bearded man who bowed elegantly when we were introduced. "Now, my dear friend," exclaimed Rivero, when we were all three seated. "Will you please tell Mr. Garfield what you explained to me yesterday." "Certainly. I merely tell you what I know," he replied in very fair English. "It is like this.
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