The stranger, who appeared to be in a sweating
hurry, had rewarded the boy with half a crown; and the boy, rowing
back to the Torpoint side and finding his master still in the tavern,
had kept his own counsel and the money. Now the hue-and-cry had
frightened him into confessing; and his description left no doubt
that the impatient passenger was Aaron Glass.
Such a man had been observed, about two hours later, mingling in a
fish auction on the Barbican; and had actually bidden for a boatload
of mackerel, but without purchasing. From the auction he had walked
away in the direction of Southside Street; and from that point all
trace of him was lost.
Mr. Rogers, who had posted straight to Plymouth from the inquest,
spent a couple of days in pushing inquiries here, there and
everywhere. But not even the promise of a clue rewarded him.
Two foreign-going vessels and four coasters had sailed from the port
on the morning after the murder. The coasters were duly met,
boarded, and searched at their ports of arrival--two at Liverpool,
one at Milford, and one at Gravesend--but without result. If, as
seemed likely, the man had contrived to ship himself on board the
_Hussar_ brig, bound for Barcelona, or the _Mary Harvey_ barque, for
Rio, the chances of bringing him to justice might be considered nil,
or almost nil; for Mr.
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