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The British Consul in Manila, too, mentioned unofficially to Governor-General Despujol that it seemed a strange way of showing Spain's often professed friendship for Great Britain thus to disregard the annoyance to the British colony of North Borneo caused by making impossible an entirely unexceptionable plan.
"Do you really suggest that De Gex, one of the best-known and most philanthropic men in Europe, actually hired Despujol to go to your room that night?" my companion asked, his eyes following the trio as they walked together and chatted beneath the trees of the Avenue Feuchères. "I do. And further, De Gex has every motive in closing my lips." "Ah!
"But I wish you would reveal to me the whole facts." "It is unnecessary," was my reply. "You are here only to deal with Despujol. I promised I would bring you to him and I have done so. Instead of living in obscurity in a high-up frontier village in the Pyrenees, as you in Madrid believed, I have shown you that he lives in Montauban, where he passes as an industrious commercial traveller.
If she had warned him because of Rivero's inquiries concerning Despujol then she could also warn the latter. Again it was curious that she met Sanz, and did not meet Despujol. Further, it was a strange fact that the pair of Spanish criminals had not travelled together unless there was some reason for it. Perhaps there was.
Despujol has made desperate war upon society, and it is De Gex who secretly finances him! Hence he is the servant of the man with money." The dark-faced Spaniard reflected. "Well," he exclaimed at last. "What you have revealed is certainly most interesting." "And if you wish to capture Despujol you must lose no time," I assured him.
"And you went to The Hague and there met the Baron van Veltrup. You put that little piece of steel into his glove. I know that you did," Rivero went on relentlessly. "Yes. De Gex paid me for it," was his reply. "As he paid Despujol eh?" "Yes." "Very well," replied Rivero. "I will note your replies. De Gex is expecting you to call upon him to-day, is he not?" "Yes. At one o'clock.
At first she was surprised, but I told her a very plausible story, whereupon she explained that Charles had gone to Toulouse on business three days before, but that he was returning at noon to-morrow. She herself lived in Castelsarrasin." "But do you anticipate that we shall discover in Charles Rabel the notorious Despujol?" I inquired eagerly.
The place was surrounded by police, but Despujol, discovering this, opened fire upon them from one of the windows and also threw a hand grenade among them, with result that two carabineers were killed and four others injured, among the latter being Señor Rivero himself. A desperate fight ensued, but in the end the bandit received a bullet in the head which proved fatal.
"Well, in any case," remarked the Commissary of Police, "the pair have got clear away, and though we will do our best, it will no doubt be extremely difficult to rediscover them. They will change the number-plates on the car, and perhaps repaint it! Who knows? Despujol is one of the most desperate characters in all Europe!" "And Oswald De Gex is equally dangerous!"
Yet I hesitated for two reasons, the first being that I feared lest my story should be disbelieved, and secondly, because I had, on behalf of the beautiful girl with whom I had fallen in love, set out to solve the enigma by myself, and bring the culprit to justice. "If Despujol is arrested I will willingly come forward and give evidence that is, if I am still in Spain," I promised.
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