Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-12-26
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HRNESHERS.

an impatient growl I turned toward the
chop, which a youth in his shirt-sleeves
had placed before me.
After dinner stood up to leave the
cofee-room in quest of the landlord.
| 81 think this farce has been played long
enough, now," said my gruf companion,
standing up and advancing to the door of
| the room,
$50 do Let me pass, sir" as he placed
his back against the closed door and faced
| me.
'No you don't, Mr.. Henry Platt," said
the stranger, squaring himself
'fMy name is not Henry Platt"-I felt
| quite uncomfortable now-"and your con-
| duct is the conduct Of lunatic. Let me
pass, sir. or you may regret the conse-
| quences."
was about to fling the man out of my
path, when he electrified ME by saying
Look here, my felonious friend, this
may be very fine acting, but it won't wash.
| Let US have the key of that valise with the
yellow straps to start with. You may as
well take it quietly, have no wish to make
a row or a scene-and come with me to
| Green street police station. Be sensible,
Platt"
'I tell you, exclaimed, "that nv name
is not Platt do not in the least under
stand the rest of your speech. 1 have no
more wish than you have to create scene,
but if you don't let me pass I'll certainly
inflict bodily injury upon you"
mo you won't" said my tormentor,
cody. "Where's the use of being obstinate2
have q warrant for you in my pocket, and
have every desire to avoid row. Let us
have the key of that valise-the dark one
with the light straps is, think, the article.
Here is my warrant, Henry Platt, if you
have the least curiosity on that score 1t is
duly countersigned in this little metro
pol!s"
81 am really pnzzled," I observed,
quietly. "Your conduct is unaccountable
to me. AS matter of fact, have not got
the key OF the Valise you refer to, nor does
it belong to me- And 1 am not interested
in Henry Platt's warrants. A stranger
gave it into my charge at Chester and asked
me to leave it here. He is to call for it
himself or to send a message in these words,
Give bearer my manuscript"
"'Pon my soul, am half inclined to be-
lieve your very strange tale; but business Is
business MY name is Ranking, my ad-
dress is Scotland Yard, and 1 must do my
duty. which is to convey you and your
valise to Bow street as quickly as circum-
stances permit.
"Good Heavens" gasped. "Surely this
is some cruel joke or some extraordinary
blunder. You have addressed me as Henry
Platt; you tell me you have q warrant for
Henry Platt. I know no man of the name.
Ny name is Theodore Mills
Tell you what" said the obliging gen.
tleman from Scotland Yard. "We can
travel quietly over to Holyhead by the
mail this evening. It will save you lot of
trouble if you are not Henry Platt-or an
accompiice of his, he added. "I'd have
preferred having good nights rest here,
for / had to do without sleep since over
took you at Chester, and don't want to sit
up Watching you again tonight if it can be
avoided"
"But isn't it plain to you that am not
the owner of the vaIise? II it were mine
and take it that that valise is at the
bottom of all this mischief, curse tiff
that valise were mine, repeat, would be
likely to have given 1t into the landlords
charge?"
"You say you know no one in Dublin?"
''Not a soul"
"Surely can't remedy that
The detective stepped back and opened
the door admitting the landlord
There's a lady outside wants to see Mr..
Theod re Mills privately" said the pro-
prietoA of the Griffin"
THANK heaven for this-whatever IL
meansH exclaimed quietly.
'Now, my good fellow" said Mr.. Rank.
ing, "this may possibly put new aspect
on your case. 1t may bear out your some
what incredible story of the haberdasher, or
it may fasten the guilt on you completely.
I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll hide myself
under the table"-pointing to the dinner