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The days of the ensuing fortnight were terrible ones indeed to me. Crime upon crime was perpetrated, and almost every night the news of some dreadful deed of violence was telephoned up to head-quarters. Robbery was now added to murder, and upon every occasion when the murderer had time he thoroughly and systematically rifled the pockets of his victims, taking everything of value away.
The murderer seemed to bear almost a charmed life. Time after time, he escaped only by the skin of his teeth. Three times he was seen close at hand, and twice he was actually interrupted when bending over the dead.