The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1890-04-12

ing deeply about the curious aspect the
case was now assuming. As far as he
could make out, Myles Desmond was
the last person who saw Miss Sarschine
alive, and he having gone out few
minutes after the interview, it seemed as
though ne had followed her. The only
thing to be done was to see Ellersby, and
AS he was stopping at the Guelph Hotel,
Dowker went along in that direction.
He followed the same path as he sur
missed the dead woman must have taken,
but what puzzled him was the reason she
had for going into Jermyn street.
After she found out Calliston had
gone Off with Lady Balscombe, he NUT
for her to go home, but she evidently did
not intend 10 do SO. I wonder if she
walked or took cab? Walked, I sup
pose. Let me see: it was a foggy night,
and she got lost, that is the explanation.
But then this man or woman she met; it
must have been q friend, as she would
hardly have stopped talking to stranger
unless, indeed, she asked the way. Lord, !"
calculated Mr.. Dowker, suddenly stop
ping short. fancy if this murder turns
out to be the work of some tramp; but
poisoned dagger-unless they took the
one she carried. Hang it! its the most
perplexing case / was ever in"
He had by this time arrived at the
Guelph Hotel and sent up his card to MIR.
Eilersby. The waiter soon returned with
the inform ltion that Mr.. Ellersby was
in and would see him, SO he went upstairs
and was shown into sitting room. At
one end near the window sat Spencer
Ellersby in a comfortable armchair, smok-
ing pipe and reading q French novel.
A remarkably unpromising bulldog lay at
his feet and arose with an ominous growl
as Dowker entered the room.
Lie down, Pickles." said Ellersby to
this amiable animal. who obeved the
command in sulky manner We'll, Mr.
Dowker, what do you want to see me
about"
That case, sir" said Dowker, taking q
seat.
"Oh, of course replied Ellersby,
struggling his shoulders; Il guessed as
much. / thought I'd done with the whole
affair at the inquest"
LAS far as it then went, Sir, :" said the
detective, quickly; but I've found out q
lot more since that time"
"Ah, indeed! The name Of the assas-
sin?"
Not yet, sir-Ill do that later on-but
the name of the victim"
Yes? And it is"
Lena Sarschine."
Hum. And what was she doing in
Jermyn street that night"
i don't know, sir. That's one of the
things I've got TO discover.
Well what else have You found out,
and how did you manage to acquire your
information?"
That was easy enough" said Dowker,
contidentially. I'll just tell you all, sir
for l want you to give me some informa-
ton"
"Delighted-if l can"
AS to the finding out, sir. The hat
worn by the dead 'un had ticket side.
showing it was made by Nine. Rene, of
Regent street. | went there and found
Lydia Fenny, of Cleopatra Villa, st.
Johns Wood. l, thinking Lydia Fenny
was the victim, went there and found
that she was alive, and had lent the hat
to her mistress last Monday night"
Curious thing for a maid to lend her
mistress clothes, said Eilersby, smiling.
It's generally the reverse"
Il thing she did it for a disguise, sir,
explained Dowker. because Miss Sars-
chine went to Lord Collisions chambers
in Piccadilly.7
What for?"
TO get information concerning his
elopement with Lady Balscombe.
The deuce." said Ellersby, in astonish-
ment. This is becoming interesting"
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