Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-09-02

4 Gorby. scornfully, there amt no pretty
sure about it. I'd take my Bible oath he's
the man. He and Whyte hated one an
other. He says to Whyte, In kill You,
If Eve got TO do it in the open street. "
He meets whyte drunk, o fact which ne
acknowledges himself; he clears out, and
the cabman swears he comes back; then
oets into the cab with living man, and
When be comes out leaves dead one; he
drives to East Melbourne and gets INTO the
house ut time which his landlany can
proye-just the time that cab would take
to drive from the Grammar School on the
Sc Kilds Road. If you amt fool, XII.
sip. You'll see there's no doubt about H."
.sit looks all square enough" said Kill
sin. who wondered what evidence Cation
could have found to contradict such
nlain statement. "And what's his de-
| fepce9"
HMr. Cation is the only man as knows
that, - answered Gorby, finishing his drink;
ssbut, clever and all as he is, he can't put
an ything in that can 90 against my evil
dence."
Don't you be too sure of that" sneered
Kilsip, whose soul was devoured with envy.
'Oh! but l am" retorted Gorby, getting
as red as turkey-cock at the sheer.
YOU'RE Jealous, you are, because you
havn't got finger in the pie"
"Ah! but / may have yet"
| 'Goipg a-huntin yourself, are your said
Gorby, with an indignant snort. "A-hunt-
ing for what-for o man as Is already
caught?"
II don't believe you've got the right
man." remarked Kilsip, deliberately.
Mr.. Gorby looked upon him with
smile of pity.
"No! of course you don't just because
I've caught him; perhaps, when you see
him hanged, you'll believe it thenP"
YOU'RE q smart man, you are, " retorted
Kilsip; "but You amt the Pope to be
infalIible."
"And what grounds have you for saying
he's not the right MANI" demanded Gorby.
Kilsip smiled, and stole softly across the
room like cat.
Ppm not going to tell You all / know,
but YOU amt 80 safe nor clever as you
think" and with another irritating smile,
he went out
Mr.. Gorby started after him in indignant
surprise. The fact is, Kilsip had believed
firmly that Fitzgerald was the right men,
but doubt having been put into his mind
by Cation, he thought he would irritate
Gorby by these insinuations, though he
himself knew nothing that could justify
them.
"He's cat and snake" said Gorby,
to himself, when the door hsd closed on
his brother detective; shut it's only brsg;
there isn't link missing in the chain OF
evidence against Fitzgerald, 30 defy him
| to do his worst"
| At eight o'clock on that night the soft
footed and soft-voiced detective presented
himself at Cations office, and found the
lawyer impatiently waiting for him. Kill
sip closed the door softly, and then taking
a seat opposite to Cation, waited for him
to speak. The lawyer, however, first
handed him cigar, and then producing a
bottle of whisky and two glasses from
some mysterious recess, he filled one and
pushed it towards the detective. Kilsip
accepted these little attentions with the
utmost gravity, yet they were not without
their effect on him, rs the keen-eyed lawyer
saw. Cation was great believer in diplo-
macy, and never lost an opportunity OF
intoxicating it into young men starting In
life. Diplomacy" said Cation, to one
young aspirant for legal honors, lis the oil
we cast on the troubled waters of social,
professional, aud political life; and if you
can, by little tact manage mankind, you
are pretty certain to get on in this world. "
OF course, he practised what he preached,
and knowing that Kilsip had that feline
nature which likes to be stroked and made
much Of, he paid him these little atten.
tions, which he well knew would make
the detective willing to do everything in
his power to help him. Gallon also knew
the dislike that Kilsip entertained fol
lorby, and so, by dexterous management,
he calculated upon twisting him, clever as
he was, round his finger, and as subsequent
events showed he had not reckoned wrong
ly. Having thus got into q sympathetic
frame of mind, and in humor to bend his
best energies to the work he wanted to do,
Gallon started the conversation.
II suppose" he said, leaning back in
his chair, and watching the wreaths of blue
smok curling from his cigar, 81 suppose
you know all the ms and outs of the han
some cab murder"
81 should rather think &c" said Kilsip,
with curious light in his queer eyes,
"why, Gorby does nothing but brag about
it, and his smsrtness in catching the sup
posed murderer"
"Ahsw said Gallon, leaning forward,
and putting his arms on the table. Sup.
posed murderer. Eli! Does that near
that ne hasn't been convicted by jury,
or do you think Fitzgerald is innocent"
| Kilsip stared hard at the lawyer, in q
vague kind of way, slowly rubbing his
hands together.
"Wsll," he said at length, in deliber
ate manner, "before l got your note was
convinced Gorby had got hold of the right
man, but when l heard that you wanted
to see me, and knowing you are defending
the prisoner, guessed that you must have
found something in his favor which you
want me to look after"
Right" said Cation, laconically.
CAS- Mr.. Fitzgerald said he met Whyte
at the coruer and hailed the cab," went on
the detective.
"How do you know that9" interrupted
Cation, sharply.
"Gorby told me-"
| I1OW tuc uoNll ulu no uuu Out' CIlcu
the lawyer. with gentle surprise.
because he is always poking and pry-
ing about" said Kilsip, forgetting, in his
indignation, that such poking and prying
formed part of detective business. But,
at any rate" he went on quickly, "if Mr.
Fitzgerald did leave Mr. Wbyts, the only
chance he's got Of proving his innocence i;
that he did not come back, as the cabmar
alleged"
"Then, suppose, you think that Fitz
gerald will prove an alibip" said Calten.
"Well, sir" answered Kilsip, modestly,
''of course you know more about the case
than do, but that is the only defense
can see he can make"
well, he's not going to put in such q
defense"
Then he must be guilty" said Kilsip,
promptly.
Not necessarily" returned the barris-
ter, dryly.
But if he wants to save his neck, he'll
have to prove an alibi, persisted the other
That's not where the point ID" an
swered Gallon. He doesn't want to save
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