Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-09-09
THE MYSTERY
HANSON CAB.
BY FERGUS @. HUME.
CONTINUED
CHAPTER XVI.
MISSING.

Office late in the afternoon, and tound the
lawyer eagerly expecting him. The de-
tectivs's face, however, looked rather dis
mal, and Gallon was not treasured by its
expression.
"well, he said, impatiently, when Kill
sip had closed the door and taken his seat.
where is she?"
That's Just what want TO know, "
answered. the detective, eOolly; II went to
the Salvation Army headquarters and
made inquiries abOut her. Itappears that
she had been in the Army as hallelujsh
lass, but got tired of it in a week, and
went of with a friend of hers to Sydney,
She carried OF her old life of dissipation,
but, ultimately, her friend got sick of her,
and the last thing they heard of her was
that abe had taken up with Chinaman in
one of the Sydney slums. telegraPhed
at once to Sydney, and got u reply that
there was no person by the name OF Sal
Rtwhns know to the Sydney police, but
they said they would make inquiries, and
let me know the result."
"Ah! she has, no doubt changed her
nsrle," said Gallon, thoughtfully, strok-
h.s chin "I wonder what foI?"
Wanted to get rid OF the Army, ex-
pec.," answered KilsiP, dryly. The
strsving lamb did not care about being
huntsd hack TO the fold.n
And when did she join the Army?"
"The very day after the murder"
Rather Sudden conversion"
eyes, but she said the death of the wo-
man On Thursday night had so startled her
that shs went straight off to the Army TO
get her religion properly fixed up"
..rhs effects OF fright, no Doubt" said
Cation dryly. 'I've met good many ex-
ampies of these sudden conversions, but
they never last long Is rule-it's case
of the devil was sick, the devil monk
would he, more than anything else. Good
lO5kiDg?"
:'SO-so, believe" replied KilsIp, shrug-
gipg his shoulders. Every ignorant -could
neither read nor write.
THAT accounts for her not asking For
FIlzgsrsld when she called at the Club-she
probably diI not know whom she had been
sent for 1t will resolve itself into ques-
ton OF Identification, / expect. However,
if the police can't find her, we will put al
advertisement in the paper offering q re-
ward, and send out handbills to the same
effect She must bs found. Brian Fitz-
ysrald's life hangs on q thread, and that
thread il Sal RaWlins,"
Yes" asseutsd Kilsip, rubbing his
hands together. Even if DIR. Fitzgerald
Acknowledges that he was at Mother Gut
tersnipe's ia question, she will have TO
prove that he was there, as no one else saw
him"
care you sure Of that?"
CAS- sure ~ any one can be in such
case. Il wss a late hour when he came,
nrd everyone seems to have been asleep
except the dying woman and Sal; and as
one - dead, the other is the only person
that can prove that he was there at the
tirae when the murder WAS being commit
ted IN the hanson"
and Mother Guttersnipe?"
WAS drunk, ~ abe acknowledged last
night. She thought that if a gentleman
did call il must have been the other one. Z"
The other onep repeated Cation, in u
puzzled voice. W nat otner one!
"O,yer Whyte."
Cation arose from his seat with blank
air of sslouishment. "Oliver Whyte" he
said, as soon as he could find his voice.
"Was he in the habit of going there?'
Kilsip carried himself up in his seat like
sleek eat, and pushing forward his head
till his nose looked like the beak OF bird
of prey, looked ksenly at Cation.
Look here, SIR" he said, in his low,
purring voice, There a good deal in this
case which don't seem plain-in fact, the
further We 90 into it the more mixed up 1t
seeulS 10 get. went to see Mother Gut
terspips this morning, and she told me that
WHITE had visited the 'Queen' several
times while she lay Ill, ana seemed to be
pretty we'll acquainted with her."
''Rut who the devil is this woman they
call the 'Queen'P" said Gallon, irritsbly.
''She seems to be ut the bottom Of the
whole aff4ir-every path we take leads to
her "
~ know hardly anything about her,"
replied Kilsip, except that she was good
looking woman of about forty-nine-she
came out from Euglsnd to Sydney q few
months ago, then on to here-how she got
to Mother Guttersnipe's / can't find ont,
though I've tride to pump that old wo-
man, bat she's "a close "a wax, and it's
nv belief she knows more about this dead
woman than she chooses TO tell.
"But what could she have told Fitzer-
aid 10 make him act in this silly manner.
A stranger who comes from England and
dies in Melbourne slum, can't possibly
know anything about Miss Frettlby."
mot unless Miss Frettlby was secretly
married to whyte," suggested Kilsip,
''and the Queen knew it
'sNonsanse," retOrted Cation, sharply.
'rWby. she hated him and loves Ftzger-
aid; besides, why on earth should she
marry secrstly, and make 3 confident OF q
woman in one Of the lowest parts o. Mel
bourns? At one time her father wanted
her to marry Whyte, but she made such
strong opposition that he eventually gave
his consent to her engagement { with Fitz-
gerald"
"And whyte?'
'fOh, be had row with Mr. Frettlby,
and left the house in . rage. He was muir
dered the the same night, for the sake Of
some papers he carried"
''Oh, that's Gorby's idea" said kilsip
scornfully, with vicious snarL
IAN il is mine 800" answered Cation,
firmly. "Whyte had some valuable pa
pers which he always carried about with
him. The woman who died evidently told
Fitzgerald that he did, as gathered as
much from an accidental admission he
made"
Kilsip looked puzzled.
az Unjust confess that ii is q riddle" he
said at length; "but if Mr.. Fitzgerald
would only speak it would clear everything
up"
"what, about who murdered Whyte"
''welI, il might not 90 30 far SIS that,
bat il might supply the motive for the
crime"
1T dare say you are right" answered
Gallon, thoughtfully, ~ the detective rose |
and pat on his hat. "But it's no use
r,;.1a,arald for aoma reason or auokher