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not be angry with me, doctor," said Muller gravely, as he walked through the garden accompanied by Orszay. Doctor Orszay laughed bitterly. "Why should I be angry with you--you who have discovered my inexcusable credulity?" "Inexcusable? Oh, no, doctor; it was quite natural that you should have believed a man who had himself so well in hand, and who knew so well how to play his part. When we come to think of it, we realise that most crimes have been made possible through some one's credulity, or over-confidence, a credulity which, in the light of subsequent events, seems quite incomprehensible. Do not reproach yourself and do not lose heart. Your only fault was that you did not recognise the heart of the beast of prey in this admirable human form." "What course will the law take?" asked Orszay. "The poor unfortunate madman--whose knife took all these lives--cannot be held responsible, can he?" "Oh, no; his misfortune protects him. But as for the other, though his hands bear no actual bloodstains, he is more truly a murderer than the unhappy man who was his tool. Hanging is too good for him. There are times when even I could wish that we were back in the Middle Ages, when it was possible to torture a prisoner. "You do not look like that sort of a man," smiled the doctor through his sadness. "No, I am the most good-natured of men usually, I think--the meekest anyway," answered Muller. "But a case like this--. However, as I said before, keep a stout heart, doctor, and do not waste time in unnecessary self-reproachings." The detective pressed the doctor's hand warmly and walked down the hill towards the village. He went at once to the office of the magistrate and made his report, then returned to the rectory and packed his grip. He arranged for its transport to the railway station, as he himself preferred to walk the inconsiderable distance. He passed through the village and had just entered the open fields when he met Janci with his flock. The shepherd hastened his steps when he saw the detective approaching. "You have found him, sir?" he exclaimed as he came up to Muller. The men had come to be friends by this time. The silent shepherd with the power of second sight had won Muller's interest at once. "Yes, I found him. It is Gyuri, the warder at the asylum." "No, sir, it is not Gyuri--Gyuri did not do it." "But when I tell you that he did?" "But I tell you, sir, that Gyuri did not do it. The man w
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