P. O., Glasgow. The first two
letters were addressed correctly and plain envelopes were used. _The
third was not only misaddressed but was enclosed in one of the B. &
W. envelopes_--this as I later learned, for a reason.
No one having called for it, the letter was returned to the chemical
company. At their office it was opened and found to contain a
typewritten letter in the German language and five ten-pound notes on
the Bank of England. The contents of the letter, was such as to lead
the firm to call in the police.
On the evening of April 10, I had just put on my evening clothes and
gone to the upstairs writing-room. I was awaiting a party of
gentlemen who were coming to dine with me in the hotel. There came a
"buttons" who announced:
"There's a gentleman downstairs to see you, Doctor."
A premonition stole over me. I knew that my guests would not have
sent for me to come down but would have been announced. I realized
that if I was going to be caught there was no avoiding it. Secret
Service makes a man a fatalist. I took the precaution, however, to
slip inside my dinner coat just under the arm, my little bag of
chemicals, so often handy in an emergency. Then I went downstairs,
one hand was thrust in my pocket, the other folded across my breast so
that I could snatch the little bag of chemicals in an emergency.
I had hardly reached the last step of the grand stairway when four big
plain-clothes men, pounced upon me.
Pages:
163
164
165
166
167
168
169
170
171
172
173
174
175
176
177
178
179
180
181
182
183
184
185
186
187