Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1888-12-22

"In the open streetp she asked in startled
| tone.
"Yes, in the open street"
''Mr. Gorby," she said at length, ''I ave
'ad lard struggle all my life which it came
along of a bad husband, who was a brute and
a drunkard, so, God knows, l amt got much
inducement to think well of the lot Of you,
but-murder," she shivered slightly, though
the room was quite warm, 81 didn't think Of
| that
"In connection with whomF'
"Mr. Whyte, of course" she answered hur-
| riedly. {
"And who elseT'
81 don't know"
"Then there is nobody e1se?"
"Well, | don't know-I'm not sure"
The detective was puzzled.
"What do you means" he asked,
81 will tell you all | know" said Mrs.
Hableton, IAN if 'es innocent, God will '-lp
i'm"
IF who is inuocentY
'I'n tell you everythin' from the start"
said Mrs. Ha5leton, IAN you can judge for
yourself"
Mr.. Gorby assented and she began:
Its only two months ago since decided
to take in dodgers; but chorin's ard work,
and sewn's tryin' for the eyes So, bein'
lone woman, avin' been badly treated by
brute, who is now dead, which was allays
a good wife to i'm, thought dodgers 'ud 'elp
me a little, so put a notice in the paper, an
Mr.. Oliver Whyte took the rooms two months
ago."
"What was he likeP"
Not very tall dark face, no whiskers nor
mustache, an quite the gentleman"
Anything peculiar about himp
Mrs. Hableton thought for a moment
"Well,n she said at length, "he 'ad mole
on his left temple, but it was covered with
lis 'air an few people ud ave seen it"
1.-THE very man." said Gorby to himself.
"Tm on the right path"
"Mr Whyte said e 'ad just come from
England" went on the woman.
which, murmured Mr. Gorby sac
counts for the corpse not being recos snlzed by
friends"
"He tooks the rooms, said ed stay with me
for six months, an paid weeks rent in ad-
vance, an e allays paid up reg lar like a re-
spectacle man, tho | don't believe in EN-
myself. He said ed lots OF friends, an used
to go out every night"
"Who were his friends"
THAT | can't tell you, for g were very
close, an when o went out of doors never
know'd where e went, which is jest like EN-;
for they ses they're goin' to work, an you
finds 'em in the beershop. Mr. Whyte told
me e was a gon' to marry heiress, e was"
'AhI" interjected Mr. Gorby, sapiently
"'E ad only one friend as ever SAVE
Mr.. MOreland- who coined ere with i'm, an
was allays with im-brother like"
+I,, ~
Good loo6in' enough" said Mr. liable
ton sourly, "but is 'abits weren't as good as
lis face-'andsom is as 'andsom does, is what
ses."
Il wonder If he knows anything about this
affair" muttered Gorby to himself Where
is Mr.. MoreIand to be POUNDS" he asked
aloud.
''Not KNOWN, can't tell" retorted the
landady; sc used to be ERE reg'lar, but
amt seen i'm for over week"
"Strange veryl" thought Gorby, shaking
his head. 81 should like to see this Mr..
Moreland. | suppose it's probable he'll call
agains" he remarked, aloud.
"Abit bein second nature | s'pose he
WILL" answered the woman; "'e might call
at any time, mostly 'avn' called at night"
"Ah! then III come down this evening on
chance of seeing him." replied the detective.
''Coincidences happen in real life as well as
in novels, and the gentleman in question
may turn up in the nick of time Now, what
else about Mr., Whyte?"
about two weeks ago, or three, Tn not
certln which, a gentleman called to see Mr..
Whyte; 'e was very tall, and wore light
coat"
''Ahl morning coatF'
"No; o was in evenin' dress, and wore
light coat over it, an a soft at"
"The very man." said the detective below
his breath; ''go on"
''He went into Mr.. Whytes room an shut
the door. | don't know how long they were
talkin' together, but | was sttin' i'll this very
room and heard their voices git angry, and
they were a-swearin' at one another, which
is the way with men, the brutes. | got up
and went into the passage in order to ask em
not to make such noise, when Mr.. Whyte's
door opens, an the gentleman in the light
coat comes out and bangs along to the door.
Mr.. Whyte q comes to the door Of lis room,
an g oilers out: She is mine; you can't do
anvthing;' an the other turns, with lis IAN
on the door, an says: 4 can kill you, an if
you marry 'er I'll do 1t, even IN the open
street,"
"Ah" said Mr.. Gorby, drawing long
breath, "and then9"
"Then he bangs the door to, which it never
shut easy since, an amt got no money to
get it put right, an Mr. Whyte walks back
his room laughing"
"Did he make any remark to you"
mo, except he'd been worried by loona
tic"
"And what was the strangers nameT'
'That can't tell you, as Mr.. Whyte never
told me. He was very tall, with fair mus
tache, an dressed as l told you"
/ Mr., Gorby was satisfied.
THAT is the man." he said to himself,
"who got into the hanson cab and murdered
Whyte; there's no doubt Of it. Whyte and
he We're rivals for the heiress."
"What dye think Of itf' said Mrs. Hable-
ton, curiously.
81 think" said Mr.. Gorby slowly, with his
eyes fixed on her. 81 think that there is a
woman at tho bottom of this crime"
CHAPTER VI.