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As

the

ape

approached

the

casement

with

its

mutilated

burden

,

the

sailor

shrank

aghast

to

the

rod

,

and

,

rather

gliding

than

clambering

down

it

,

hurried

at

once

home

--

dreading

the

consequences

of

the

butchery

,

and

gladly

abandoning

,

in

his

terror

,

all

solicitude

about

the

fate

of

the

Ourang-Outang

.

The

words

heard

by

the

party

upon

the

staircase

were

the

Frenchman

's

exclamations

of

horror

and

affright

,

commingled

with

the

fiendish

jabberings

of

the

brute

.

I

have

scarcely

anything

to

add

.

The

Ourang-Outang

must

have

escaped

from

the

chamber

,

by

the

rod

,

just

before

the

breaking

of

the

door

.

It

must

have

closed

the

window

as

it

passed

through

it

.

It

was

subsequently

caught

by

the

owner

himself

,

who

obtained

for

it

a

very

large

sum

at

the

Jardin

des

Plantes

.

Le

Bon

was

instantly

released

,

upon

our

narration

of

the

circumstances

(

with

some

comments

from

Dupin

)

at

the

bureau

of

the

Prefect

of

Police

This

functionary

,

however

well

disposed

to

my

friend

,

could

not

altogether

conceal

his

chagrin

at

the

turn

which

affairs

had

taken

,

and

was

fain

to

indulge

in

a

sarcasm

or

two

,

about

the

propriety

of

every

person

minding

his

own

business

.

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"

Let

them

talk

,

"

said

Dupin

,

who

had

not

thought

it

necessary

to

reply

.

"

Let

him

discourse

;

it

will

ease

his

conscience

.

I

am

satisfied

with

having

defeated

him

in

his

own

castle

.

Nevertheless

,

that

he

failed

in

the

solution

of

this

mystery

,

is

by

no

means

that

matter

for

wonder

which

he

supposes

it

;

for

,

in

truth

,

our

friend

the

Prefect

is

somewhat

too

cunning

to

be

profound

.

In

his

wisdom

is

no

stamen

.

It

is

all

head

and

no

body

,

like

the

pictures

of

the

Goddess

Laverna

--

or

,

at

best

,

all

head

and

shoulders

,

like

a

codfish

.

But

he

is

a

good

creature

after

all

.

I

like

him

especially

for

one

master

stroke

of

cant

,

by

which

he

has

attained

his

reputation

for

ingenuity

.

I

mean

the

way

he

has

'

de

nier

ce

qui

est

,

et

d'expliquer

ce

qui

n'est

pas

.

"'

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