XXIX. VERDICT AND SENTENCE

Once more a wave of sensation ran through the court. There was not a

single person present who had not heard of Juve and his wonderful

exploits, or who did not regard him as a kind of hero. All leaned

forward to watch him as he followed the usher to the witness-box, wholly

unaffected in manner and not seeking to make any capital out of his

popularity. Indeed, he seemed rather to be uneasy, almost nervous, as

one of the oldest pressmen present remarked audibly.

He took the oath, and the President of the Court addressed him in

friendly tones.

"You are quite familiar with procedure, M. Juve. Which would you prefer:

that I should interrogate you, or that I should leave you to tell your

story in your own way? You know how important it is; for it is you who

are, so to speak, the originator of the trial to-day, inasmuch as it was

your great detective skill that brought about the arrest of the

criminal, after it had also discovered his crime."

"Since you are so kind, sir," Juve answered, "I will make my statement

first, and then be ready to answer any questions that may be put to me

by yourself, or by counsel for the defence."

Juve turned to the dock and fixed his piercing eyes on the impassive

face of Gurn, who met it unflinchingly. Juve shrugged his shoulders

slightly, and, turning half round to the jury, began his statement. He

did not propose, he said, to recite the story of his enquiries, which

had resulted in the arrest of Gurn, for this had been set forth fully in

the indictment, and the jury had also seen his depositions at the

original examination: he had nothing to add to, or to subtract from,

his previous evidence. He merely asked for the jury's particular

attention; for, although he was adducing nothing new in the case

actually before them, he had some unexpected disclosures to make about

the prisoner's personal culpability. The first point which he desired to

emphasise was that human intelligence should hesitate before no

improbability, however improbable, provided that some explanation was

humanly conceivable, and no definite material object rendered the

improbability an impossibility. His whole statement would be based on

the principle that the probable is incontestable and true, until proof

of the contrary has been established.

"Gentlemen," he went on, "hitherto the police have remained impotent,

and justice has been disarmed, in presence of a number of serious cases

of crime, committed recently and still unsolved. Let me recall these

cases to your memory: they were the murder of the Marquise de Langrune

at her château of Beaulieu; the robberies from Mme. Van den Rosen and

the Princess Sonia Danidoff; the murder of Dollon, the former steward of

the Marquise de Langrune, when on his way from the neighbourhood of

Saint-Jaury to Paris in obedience to a summons sent him by M. Germain

Fuselier; and, lastly, the murder of Lord Beltham, prior to the cases

just enumerated, for which the prisoner in the dock is at this moment

standing his trial. Gentlemen, I have to say that all these cases, the

Beltham, Langrune and Dollon murders, and the Rosen-Danidoff burglaries,

are absolutely and indisputably to be attributed to one and the same

individual, to that man standing there--Gurn!"

Having made this extraordinary assertion, Juve again turned round

towards the prisoner. That mysterious person appeared to be keenly

interested in what the detective said, but it would have been difficult

to say whether he was merely surprised, or not rather perturbed and

excited as well. Juve hushed, with a wave of his hand, the murmur that

ran round the court, and resumed his address.

"My assertion that Gurn is the sole person responsible for all these

crimes has surprised you, gentlemen, but I have proofs which must, I

think, convince you. I will not go into the details of each of those

cases, for the newspapers have made you quite familiar with them, but I

will be as brief and as lucid as I can.

"My first point, gentlemen, is this: the murderer of the Marquise de

Langrune and the man who robbed Mme. Van den Rosen and Princess Sonia

Danidoff are one and the same person.

"That is shown beyond dispute by tests made in the two cases with a

Bertillon dynamometer, an instrument of the nicest exactitude, which

proved that the same individual operated in both cases; that is one

point made good. And next, the man who robbed Mme. Van den Rosen and

Princess Sonia is Gurn. That is proved to equal demonstration by the

fact that the burglar burned his hand while engaged upon his crime, and

that Gurn has a scar on his hand which betrays him as the criminal; the

scar is faint now perhaps, but I can testify that it was very obvious at

the time of a disturbance which occurred at a low café named the

Saint-Anthony's Pig, where, accompanied by detective Lemaroy, who is

still in hospital for treatment for injuries received on that occasion,

I attempted, and failed, to arrest this man Gurn.

"Thus, gentlemen, I prove that the Langrune and Danidoff cases are the

work of but one man, and that man, Gurn.

"I come to another point. As you know, the murder of the Marquise de

Langrune was attended by some strange circumstances. At the inquest it

was proved that the murderer most probably got into the house from

outside, opening the front door with a skeleton key, and that he

obtained admission into the bedroom of the Marquise, not by burglarious

means--I lay insistence upon that--but by the simple means of her having

opened the door to him, which she did on the strength of his name, and,

finally, that if robbery was the motive of the crime, the nature of the

robbery remained a mystery.

"Now I have ascertained, gentlemen, and--if, as I shall ask you

presently, you decide to have an adjournment and a supplementary

investigation--I shall be able to prove two important facts. The first

is that the Marquise had in her possession a lottery ticket which had

just won a large first prize; this ticket had been sent to her by M.

Etienne Rambert. This ticket was not found at the time, but it was

subsequently traced to a person, who for the moment has utterly

disappeared, who declared that it was given to him by M. Etienne

Rambert. And it is further noteworthy that M. Etienne Rambert seemed to

be in greater funds from that time. The second fact I have ascertained

is that, although M. Etienne Rambert pretended to get into a first-class

carriage of a slow train at the gare d'Orsay, he most certainly was not

in that train between Vierzon and Limoges: I can, if you wish, call a

witness who inspected all the compartments of that carriage, and can

prove that he was not there.

"The probable, almost certain, inference is that M. Etienne Rambert got

into that slow train at the gare d'Orsay for the definite purpose of

establishing an alibi, and then got out of it on the other side, and

entered an express that was going in the same direction, and in front of

the slow train.

"You may remember that it was shown that all trains stopped at the mouth

of the Verrières tunnel, near Beaulieu, and that it was possible for a

man to get out of the express, commit the crime and then return--I would

remind you of the footprints found on the embankment--and get into the

slow train which followed the express at an interval of three hours and

a half, and get out of that train at Verrières station. The passenger

who did that, was the criminal, and it was M. Etienne Rambert.

"As I have already proved that it was Gurn who murdered the Marquise de

Langrune, it seems to follow necessarily that M. Etienne Rambert must be

Gurn!"

Juve paused to make sure that the jury had followed his deductions and

taken all his points. He proceeded, in the most tense hush.

"We have just identified Gurn with Rambert and proved that Rambert-Gurn

is guilty of the Beltham and Langrune murders, and the robbery from Mme.

Van den Rosen and Princess Sonia Danidoff. There remains the murder of

the steward, Dollon.

"Gentlemen, when Gurn was arrested on the single charge of the murder of

Lord Beltham, you will readily believe that his one fear was that all

these other crimes, for which I have just shown him to be responsible,

might be brought up against him. I was just then on the very point of

finding out the truth, but I had not yet done so. A single link was

missing in the chain which would connect Gurn with Rambert, and identify

the murderer of Lord Beltham as the author of the other crimes. That

link was some common clue, or, better still, some object belonging to

the murderer of Lord Beltham, which had been forgotten and left on the

scene of the Langrune murder.

"That object I found. It was a fragment of a map, picked up in a field

near the château of Beaulieu, in the path which Etienne Rambert must

have followed from the railway line; it was a fragment cut out of a

large ordnance map, and the rest of the map I found in Gurn's rooms,

thereby identifying Gurn with Rambert.

"Gentlemen, the fragment of map which was picked up in the field was

left in the custody of the steward Dollon. That unfortunate man was

summoned to Paris by M. Germain Fuselier. There was only one person who

had any interest in preventing Dollon from coming, and that person was

Gurn, or it would be better to say Rambert-Gurn; and you know that

Dollon was killed before he reached M. Germain Fuselier. Is it necessary

to declare that it was Gurn, Rambert-Gurn, who killed him?"

Juve said the last words in tones of such earnest and solemn

denunciation that the truth of them seemed beyond all doubt. And yet he

read incredulous surprise in the attitude of the jury. From the body of

the court, too, a murmur rose that was not sympathetic. Juve realised

that the sheer audacity of his theory must come as a shock, and he knew

how difficult it would be to convince anyone who had not followed every

detail of the case as he himself had done.

"Gentlemen," he said, "I know that my assertions about the multiple

crimes of this man Gurn must fill you with amazement. That does not

dismay me. There is one other name which I must mention, perhaps to

silence your objections, perhaps to show the vast importance I attach to

the deductions which I have just been privileged to detail to you. This

is the last thing I have to say:

"The man who has been capable of assuming in turn the guise of Gurn,

and of Etienne Rambert, and of the man of fashion at the Royal Palace

Hotel: who has had the genius to devise and to accomplish such terrible

crimes in incredible circumstances, and to combine audacity with skill,

and a conception of evil with a pretence of respectability; who has been

able to play the Proteus eluding all the efforts of the police;--this

man, I say, ought not to be called Gurn! He is, and can be, no other

than Fantômas!"

The detective suddenly broke off from his long statement, and the

syllables of the melodramatic name seemed to echo through the court,

and, taken up by all those present, to swell again into a dread murmur.

"Fantômas! He is Fantômas!"

For a space of minutes judges and jury seemed to be absorbed in their

own reflections; and then the President of the Court made an abrupt

gesture of violent dissent.

"M. Juve, you have just enunciated such astounding facts, and elaborated

such an appalling indictment against this man Gurn, that I have no doubt

the Public Prosecutor will ask for a supplementary examination, which

this Court will be happy to grant, if he considers your arguments worth

consideration. But are they? I will submit three objections." Juve bowed

coldly. "First of all, M. Juve, do you believe that a man could assume

disguise with the cleverness that you have just represented? M. Etienne

Rambert is a man of sixty; Gurn is thirty-five. M. Rambert is an elderly

man, slow of movement, and the man who robbed Princess Sonia Danidoff

was a nimble, very active man."

"I have anticipated that objection, sir," Juve said with a smile, "by

saying that Gurn is Fantômas! Nothing is impossible for Fantômas!"

"Suppose that is true," said the President with a wave of his hand, "but

what have you to say to this: you charge Etienne Rambert with the murder

of Mme. de Langrune; but do you not know that Etienne Rambert's son,

Charles Rambert, who, according to the generally received, and most

plausible, opinion was the real murderer of the Marquise, committed

suicide from remorse? If Etienne Rambert was the guilty party, Charles

Rambert would not have taken his own life."

Juve's voice shook a little.

"You would be quite right, sir, if again it were not necessary to add

that Etienne Rambert is Gurn--that is to say, Fantômas! Is it not a

possible hypothesis that Fantômas might have affected the mind of that

lad: have suggested to him that it was he who committed the crime in a

period of somnambulism: and at last have urged him to suicide? Do you

not know the power of suggestion?"

"Suppose that also is true," said the President with another vague wave

of his hand. "I will only put two incontestable facts before you. You

accuse Etienne Rambert of being Gurn, and Etienne Rambert was lost in

the wreck of the _Lancaster_; you also accuse Gurn of having murdered

Dollon, and at the time that murder was committed Gurn was in solitary

confinement in the Santé prison."

This time the detective made a sign as if of defeat.

"If I have waited until to-day to make the statement you have just

listened to, it was obviously because hitherto I have had no absolute

proofs, but merely groups of certainties. I spoke to-day, because I

could keep silent no longer; if I am still without some explanations in

detail, I am sure I shall have them some day. Everything comes to light

sooner or later. And as to the two facts you have just put before me, I

would reply that there is no proof that M. Rambert was lost in the wreck

of the _Lancaster_: it has not been legally established that he ever was

on board that ship. Of course, I know his name was in the list of

passengers, but a child could have contrived a device of that sort.

Besides, all the circumstances attending that disaster are still an

utter mystery. My belief is that a Fantômas would be perfectly capable

of causing an explosion on a ship and blowing up a hundred and fifty

people, if thereby he could dispose of one of his identities, especially

such a terribly compromising identity as that of Etienne Rambert."

The President dismissed the theory with a word.

"Pure romance!" he said. "And what about the murder of Dollon? I should

like, further, to remind you that the fragment of map which, according

to you, was the real reason for this man's death, was found on his

body, and does not correspond in the least with the hole cut in the map

you found in Gurn's rooms."

"As for that," Juve said with a smile, "the explanation is obvious. If

Gurn, whom I charge with the murder of Dollon, had been content merely

to abstract the real fragment, he would so to speak have set his

signature to the crime. But he was much too clever for that: he was

subtle enough to abstract the compromising fragment and substitute

another fragment for it--the one found on the body."

"Perhaps," said the President; "that is possible, but I repeat, Gurn was

in prison at the time."

"True! True!" said Juve, throwing up his hands. "I am prepared to swear

that it was Gurn who did the murder, but I cannot yet explain how he did

it, since he was in solitary confinement in the Santé."

Silence fell upon the court; Juve refrained from saying anything more,

but a sarcastic smile curled his lip.

"Have you anything else to say?" the President asked after a pause.

"Nothing: except that anything is possible to Fantômas."

The President turned to the prisoner.

"Gurn, have you anything to say, any confession to make? The jury will

listen to you."

Gurn rose to his feet.

"I do not understand a word of what the detective has just been saying,"

he said.

The President looked at Juve again.

"You suggest that there shall be a supplementary investigation?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Solicitor-General, have you any application to make on that

subject?" the President asked the Public Prosecutor.

"No," said the functionary. "The witness's allegations are altogether

too vague."

"Very well. The Court will deliberate forthwith."

The judges gathered round the President of the Court, and held a short

discussion. Then they returned to their places and the President

announced their decision. It was that after consideration of the

statement of the witness Juve, their opinion was that it rested merely

upon hypotheses, and their decision was that there was no occasion for a

supplementary enquiry.

And the President immediately called upon the Public Prosecutor to

address the Court.

Neither in the lengthy address of that functionary, nor in the ensuing

address of Maître Barberoux on behalf of the defendant, was the

slightest allusion made to the fresh facts adduced by the detective. The

theories he put forward were so unexpected and so utterly astonishing

that nobody paid the least attention to them! Then the sitting was

suspended while the jury considered their verdict. The judges retired

and guards removed the prisoner, and Juve, who had accepted the

dismissal of his application for a further enquiry with perfect

equanimity, went up to the press-box and spoke to a young journalist

sitting there.

"Shall we go out for a quarter of an hour, Fandor?" and when they were

presently in the corridor, he smote the young fellow in a friendly way

on the shoulder and enquired: "Well, my boy, what do you say to all

that?"

Jérôme Fandor seemed to be overwhelmed.

"You accuse my father? You really accuse Etienne Rambert of being Gurn?

Surely I am dreaming!"

"My dear young idiot," Juve growled, "do pray understand one thing: I am

not accusing your father, your real father, but only the man who

represented himself to be your father! Just think: if my contention is

right--that the Etienne Rambert who killed the Marquise is Gurn--it is

perfectly obvious that Gurn is not your father, for he is only

thirty-five years of age! He has merely represented himself to be your

father."

"Then who is my real father?"

"I don't know anything about that," said the detective. "That's a matter

we will look into one of these fine days! You take it from me that we

are only just at the beginning of all these things."

"But the Court has refused a supplementary enquiry."

"'Gad!" said Juve, "I quite expected it would! I have not got the proofs

to satisfy the legal mind; and then, too, I had to hold my tongue about

the most interesting fact that I knew."

"What was that?"

"Why, that you are not dead, Charles Rambert! I had to conceal that

fact, my boy, for the melancholy reason that I am a poor man and depend

on my job. If I had let out that I had known for a long time that

Charles Rambert was alive when he was supposed to be dead, and that I

had known him first as Jeanne and then as Paul, and yet had said nothing

about it, I should have been dismissed from the service as sure as eggs

are eggs--and it is equally certain that you would have been arrested;

which is precisely what I do not wish to happen!"

* * * * *

In tense silence the foreman of the jury rose.

"In the presence of God and man, and upon my honour and my conscience, I

declare that the answer of a majority of the jury is 'yes' to all the

questions submitted to them."

Then he sat down: he had made no mention of extenuating circumstances.

The words of the fatal verdict fell like a knell in the silent Court of

Assize, and many a face went white.

"Have you anything to say before sentence is passed?"

"Nothing," Gurn replied.

In rapid tones the President read the formal pronouncement of the Court.

It seemed horribly long and unintelligible, but presently the

President's voice became slower as it reached the fatal words: there was

a second's pause, and then he reached the point:

"--the sentence on the prisoner Gurn is death."

And almost simultaneously he gave the order:

"Guards, take the condemned away!"

Juve, who had returned to court with Fandor, spoke to the young

journalist.

"'Gad!" he exclaimed, "I know what pluck is. That man is a truly

remarkable man: he never turned a hair!"

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