It was an empty palace which was
stormed by the insurgents next day. The dictator, his two
children, his secretary, and his wealth had all escaped them.
>From that moment he had vanished from the world, and his identity
had been a frequent subject for comment in the European press.
"Yes, sir, Don Murillo, the Tiger of San Pedro," said Baynes.
"If you look it up you will find that the San Pedro colours are
green and white, same as in the note, Mr. Holmes. Henderson he
called himself, but I traced him back, Paris and Rome and Madrid
to Barcelona, where his ship came in in '86. They've been
looking for him all the time for their revenge, but it is only
now that they have begun to find him out."
"They discovered him a year ago," said Miss Burnet, who had sat
up and was now intently following the conversation. "Once
already his life has been attempted, but some evil spirit
shielded him. Now, again, it is the noble, chivalrous Garcia who
has fallen, while the monster goes safe. But another will come,
and yet another, until some day justice will be done; that is as
certain as the rise of to-morrow's sun." Her thin hands
clenched, and her worn face blanched with the passion of her
hatred.
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