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have been for a caprice; or to quicken some hideous sense of power

that was in him; or because she suspected something; or for no

reason。  But the murder of Helen Abercrombie was carried out by

himself and his wife for the sake of a sum of about 18;000 pounds;

for which they had insured her life in various offices。  The

circumstances were as follows。  On the 12th of December; he and his

wife and child came up to London from Linden House; and took

lodgings at No。 12 Conduit Street; Regent Street。  With them were

the two sisters; Helen and Madeleine Abercrombie。  On the evening

of the 14th they all went to the play; and at supper that night

Helen sickened。  The next day she was extremely ill; and Dr。

Locock; of Hanover Square; was called in to attend her。  She lived

till Monday; the 20th; when; after the doctor's morning visit; Mr。

and Mrs。 Wainewright brought her some poisoned jelly; and then went

out for a walk。  When they returned Helen Abercrombie was dead。

She was about twenty years of age; a tall graceful girl with fair

hair。  A very charming red…chalk drawing of her by her brother…in…

law is still in existence; and shows how much his style as an

artist was influenced by Sir Thomas Lawrence; a painter for whose

work he had always entertained a great admiration。  De Quincey says

that Mrs。 Wainewright was not really privy to the murder。  Let us

hope that she was not。  Sin should be solitary; and have no

accomplices。



The insurance companies; suspecting the real facts of the case;

declined to pay the policy on the technical ground of

misrepresentation and want of interest; and; with curious courage;

the poisoner entered an action in the Court of Chancery against the

Imperial; it being agreed that one decision should govern all the

cases。  The trial; however; did not come on for five years; when;

after one disagreement; a verdict was ultimately given in the

companies' favour。  The judge on the occasion was Lord Abinger。

EGOMET BONMOT was represented by Mr。 Erle and Sir William Follet;

and the Attorney…General and Sir Frederick Pollock appeared for the

other side。  The plaintiff; unfortunately; was unable to be present

at either of the trials。  The refusal of the companies to give him

the 18;000 pounds had placed him in a position of most painful

pecuniary embarrassment。  Indeed; a few months after the murder of

Helen Abercrombie; he had been actually arrested for debt in the

streets of London while he was serenading the pretty daughter of

one of his friends。  This difficulty was got over at the time; but

shortly afterwards he thought it better to go abroad till he could

come to some practical arrangement with his creditors。  He

accordingly went to Boulogne on a visit to the father of the young

lady in question; and while he was there induced him to insure his

life with the Pelican Company for 3000 pounds。  As soon as the

necessary formalities had been gone through and the policy

executed; he dropped some crystals of strychnine into his coffee as

they sat together one evening after dinner。  He himself did not

gain any monetary advantage by doing this。  His aim was simply to

revenge himself on the first office that had refused to pay him the

price of his sin。  His friend died the next day in his presence;

and he left Boulogne at once for a sketching tour through the most

picturesque parts of Brittany; and was for some time the guest of

an old French gentleman; who had a beautiful country house at St。

Omer。  From this he moved to Paris; where he remained for several

years; living in luxury; some say; while others talk of his

'skulking with poison in his pocket; and being dreaded by all who

knew him。'  In 1837 he returned to England privately。  Some strange

mad fascination brought him back。  He followed a woman whom he

loved。



It was the month of June; and he was staying at one of the hotels

in Covent Garden。  His sitting…room was on the ground floor; and he

prudently kept the blinds down for fear of being seen。  Thirteen

years before; when he was making his fine collection of majolica

and Marc Antonios; he had forged the names of his trustees to a

power of attorney; which enabled him to get possession of some of

the money which he had inherited from his mother; and had brought

into marriage settlement。  He knew that this forgery had been

discovered; and that by returning to England he was imperilling his

life。  Yet he returned。  Should one wonder?  It was said that the

woman was very beautiful。  Besides; she did not love him。



It was by a mere accident that he was discovered。  A noise in the

street attracted his attention; and; in his artistic interest in

modern life; he pushed aside the blind for a moment。  Some one

outside called out; 'That's Wainewright; the Bank…forger。'  It was

Forrester; the Bow Street runner。



On the 5th of July he was brought up at the Old Bailey。  The

following report of the proceedings appeared in the TIMES:…





Before Mr。 Justice Vaughan and Mr。 Baron Alderson; Thomas Griffiths

Wainewright; aged forty…two; a man of gentlemanly appearance;

wearing mustachios; was indicted for forging and uttering a certain

power of attorney for 2259 pounds; with intent to defraud the

Governor and Company of the Bank of England。



There were five indictments against the prisoner; to all of which

he pleaded not guilty; when he was arraigned before Mr。 Serjeant

Arabin in the course of the morning。  On being brought before the

judges; however; he begged to be allowed to withdraw the former

plea; and then pleaded guilty to two of the indictments which were

not of a capital nature。



The counsel for the Bank having explained that there were three

other indictments; but that the Bank did not desire to shed blood;

the plea of guilty on the two minor charges was recorded; and the

prisoner at the close of the session sentenced by the Recorder to

transportation for life。





He was taken back to Newgate; preparatory to his removal to the

colonies。  In a fanciful passage in one of his early essays he had

fancied himself 'lying in Horsemonger Gaol under sentence of death'

for having been unable to resist the temptation of stealing some

Marc Antonios from the British Museum in order to complete his

collection。  The sentence now passed on him was to a man of his

culture a form of death。  He complained bitterly of it to his

friends; and pointed out; with a good deal of reason; some people

may fancy; that the money was practically his own; having come to

him from his mother; and that the forgery; such as it was; had been

committed thirteen years before; which; to use his own phrase; was

at least a CIRCONSTANCE ATTENUANTE。  The permanence of personality

is a very subtle metaphysical problem; and certainly the English

law solves the question in an extremely rough…and…ready manner。

There is; however; something dramatic in the fact that this heavy

punishment was inflicted on him for what; if we remember his fatal

influence on the prose of modern journalism; was certainly not the

worst of all his sins。



While he was in gaol; Dickens; Macready; and Hablot Browne came

across him by chance。  They had been going over the prisons of

London; searching for artistic effects; and in Newgate they

suddenly caught sight of Wainewright。  He met them with a defiant

stare; Forster tells us; but Macready was 'horrified to recognise a

man familiarly known to him in former years; and at whose table he

had dined。'



Others had more curiosity; and his cell was for some time a kind of

fashionable lounge。  Many men of letters went down to visit their

old literary comrade。  But he was no longer the kind light…hearted

Janus whom Charles Lamb admired。  He seems to have grown quite

cynical。



To the agent of an insurance company who was visiting him one

afternoon; and thought he would improve the occasion by pointing

out that; after all; crime was a bad speculation; he r

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