The Daily times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1886-1889, 1888-06-24

The stranger waited placidly during the
outburst, and Mrs Hableton, having stopped
Ter want Of breath, he interposed quietly;
"Can speak to you for few momeutsF
AN who's stoppm OF youF said Mrs..
Hableton, defiantly.
"Well, really" said the other, looking up
at the cloudless blue sky, and wping his face
with gaudy red silk pocket handkerchief,
1T is rather hot, you know, and
Mrs. Hableton did not give him time TO
finish but walkingto the gate, opened 1t with
a jerk.
use your legs aud walk in, " she said, and,
the stranger having done SO, she led the way
into the house, and into a small, neat sitting
room, which seemed TO overflow with anti
macassars. wool mats and wax flowers There
was also row Of emu eggs ON the mantei-
piece q cutlass on the wall and % rrlmy
line Of hard looking little books, sat .- q stln
row oa q shelf, presumably .9r ornament, as
they looked TOO unpleasant 90 tempt amy one
to real them The furniture waf of horse
hair, and everything was hard and shiny so
when the stranger sat down Do tle slippery
looking armchair that Mrs. iI9llCt.l pushed
toward hm De could not heIpta.ukIn5 b, had
been stuffed win stones, it felt $50 cold and
hard. The lady herself sat opposite 60 him
in another hard chair, and, having taken the
handkerchief % her head, folded 10 care
fully, laid 1t on her lap, and then looked
straight al her unexpected visitor
Now then, She said. letting her mouth
fly open 50 rapidly that it gave one tho inn
preston that il was moved by strings like
Ia. rslta and
what do you WANT
The stranger put his red silk handkerchief
into his hat, placed 1t on the table and an
swered deliberately:
My name is Gorby. ! am detective. |
want Mr. Oliver Whyte'
lie amt here. said Mrs Hableton, think
ing that Whytc had got into trouble and was
going to be arrested
IL know that answered Mr.. Gorby.
Then where IS 'cf
M Gorby answered abruptly, and watched
the effect Of hi, words:
He is dead
Mrs. Hableton cot quite pale and pushed
back her chair "No, She cried. Where
was be killed"
He was murdered in a hanson cab On tie
81 Kilda road.
In theopra s.rcatT she asked, ina startled
tone
Yes. in the opoI street.
Mr.. CJr5y, she said at length, Il ave
'ad a 'a,d struggle all my life which 1t came
along OF a bad husband, who was brute and
drunkard, 50, God knows, / amt got much
inducement to think well of tho lot Of you,
but-murder, she shivered slightly, though
the room was quite warm, Il didn't think OK
that"
IN connection with whomp
mr.. WHITE, Of course, - she answered bur
riedly
"And who else"
II don't know
Then there is nobody elsef
"Wen, don't know-l'm not SUE"
The detective was puzzled.
"What do you meanP he asked.
II will tel you all l know" said Mrs
Hableton, IAN il 'es innocent, God viii 'elp
Inn
If who is ineocentf
an tell you oyerythin' from the start, v
said Mrs. HabletoA, IAN you can judge for
yourself
Mr.. Gorby assented, and she began:
ITS only two months ago since decided
10 take in dodgers; bot chorins ard work,
and sewin's tryip' for The eyes. SO, beln a
lone woman, avn beea badly treated by
brute. who is now dean, which was aliays
a good wife to i'm, thought dodgers I'D 'elp
me a little, so put q notice ia the paper, an
Mr.. Oliver Whyte took the rooms two months
ago"
What was he ,kef'
Not very tall, dark face. no whiskers ror
n,nstache, an quite the gentleman"
Anything peculiar about HING
Mrs Hab!eton thought for u moment
"Wel," she said at length, ne 'ad mole