Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-12-15
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By FERGUS W. HUME.

"Ahap said Calton, leaning forward, and putting his arms on the table. Supposed murderer Eh! Does that mean that he hasn't been convicted by jury, or do you think Fitzgerald is innocentf'
 Klsip stared hard at the lawyer, in vague kind of way, slowly rubbing his hands to- gether.
 ssWell," he said at length, in deliberate manner, ''hsfore got your note was con- vinced Gorby had got hold of the right man, but when heard that you wanted to see me, and knowing you are defending the prisoner, guessed that you must have found some thing in his favor which you want me to look after"
 "Rightl' said Calton laconically.
 "As Mir Fitzgerald said he met Whyte at the corner and hailed the cab'-- went on the detective
 "How do you know that?" interrupted Cal ton, sharply.
 "Gorby told me-"
 sHow the devil did he find outf' cried the lawyer, with genuine surprise.
 sBecause he is always poking and prying about" said Kilsip, forgetting, in his indig- nation, that such poking and prying formed part of detective business. But, at any rate" be went on quickly, ''if MT. Fitzgerald did leave Mir. Whyte, the only chance he's got of proving his innocence is that he did not come back, as the cabman alleged"
 ''Then, I suppose, you think that Fitzgerald will prove an aibir said Calton.
 "Well, sir" answered K1lsip, modestly, ''of course you know more about the case than do, but that is the only defense can see he can make"
 "Weu, he's not going to put in such de- fense."
 'sPhep he must be guilty" said Kilsip, promptly.
 "Not necessarily" returned the barrister, dryly.
 s'But If he wants to save his neck. hsil have to prove an alibi," persisted the other. ''Thats lust where the point is," answered Calton " doesn't want to save his neck. !" Kilsip looking rather bewildered, took a sip of wine, and waited to hear what MT. Calton had to say on the subject. 'The fact is," said Calton, lighting fresh cigar, "hes got some extraordinary idea in his head about keeping where he was on | that night secret" "I unocrstand," said Kilsip, gravely nod ding his head. "Women" "Nothing of the sort" retorted Carlton, hastily. .sThats what I thought at first, but was wrong; he went to see dying wo- man who wanted to tell him something" "What aoout9"
 ''That's just what I can't tell you," an swered Calton quickly. Ut must have been something important, for she sent for him in great haste-and he was by her bed | side between the hours of 1 and on Fri | day morning"
 | ''Then he did not return to the cabG'
 .sNo, he did not; he went to keep his ap- pointnent, but, for some reason or another, | won't tell where this appointment was. l went to his rooms today and found this half burnt letter, asking him to come"
 Calton handed the letter to Kilsip, who placed it on the table and examined it care fully.
 'This was written on Thursday" said the detective.
 "Of course-you can see that from the date and Whyte was murdered on Friday, the 27th."
 Ut was written at something Villa, Too rak," pursued Kilsip, still examining the paper. "Oh. understand, he went down there"
 "Hardly," retorted Calton in sarcastic tone. ''He couldn't very we'll go down there have an interview and be back in East Mel bourne ill one hour-the cabman Roystor can prove that he was at Russell street at o'clock and his landlady that he entered his lodging in East Melbourne at 2-no, he wasn't at Toorak"
 "When was this letter deliveredF
 Shortly before 12 o'clock, at the Mel bourne club, by a girl, who, from what the waiter saw of her, appears to be a disrepu table individual-you will see it says bearer will wait him at Bourke street, and an other street is mentioned, and Fitzgerald after leaving Whyte, went down Russel street to keep his appointment, the mos logical conclusion Is that the bearer of th' letter waited for him at the corner O. l rl-a o,,J cfy oy the lawyer, II want to find out who the gir that brought the letter isg"
 But howf
 ''God bless my soul, Kilsip How stupid you are," cried Calton. Can't you under stand-that paper came from one of the bacl slums-therel ore it must have been stolen"
 A sudden Light flashed into Kilsip's eyes.
 Talbot Villa, Toorak," he cried quickly snatching up the letter again and examininl it with great attention, ''where that bur glary took place."
 Exactly" said Cation, smiling compla gently. "Now do you understand what want-you must take me to the crib in tn back slums where the articles stolen from tn house in Toorak were hidden. This paper"- pointing to the letter-'tis part of the swai left behind, and must have been used b some one there. Brian Fitzgerald obeyed tn directions given in the letter, and he wa there at the time of the murder" . 1T understand" said KIsip, with grat fled purr. 'There were four men engaged i that burglary, and they hid the swag g Mother Guttersnipes crib, in a lane off Littl Burke street-but, hang it, swell like Nil Fitzgerald, in evening dress, couldn't yer we'll have gone down there unless''-
 "He had some one with him we'll known i the locality" finished Calton, rapidly. "E, . actly, that woman who delivered the lette at the club guided him. Judging from th walters description of her appearance, should think she was pretty we'll know about the slums.h }. "s.WelI," said Kilsip, rising and looking his watch, '.it is now 9 o'clock, so if you lii we will go to the old hags place at once dying woman, {" he said, as if struck by SUI den thought, 'there was woman died thel c about four weeks ago." N "Who was sheF' asked Calton, who W, putting on his overcoat
 "Some relation of Mother Guttersnipe's, fancy" answered Kilsip, as they left u office. 'T don't know exactly what she VI 5. she was called the tQueen,' and a precio
 handsome woman she must have been-can