The morning call., 1893-11-06
AN. INDIAN SCARF.

: "Some ten CT fifteen years ago." said my
:: friend Fox, lighting the cigarette | offered
: him and sitting down before a choice ex-
ample of the liquor he most delights in,
e f'and that was before had achieved the
successful position which gives me the
right to equality with most men, l was
consulted about the case of a young fellow
: who had been taken to the Paddington
!: station for creating disturbance i'll lit
tie street near the Marylebone Theater.
. 1t was strange business; just the kind 10
) interest yeU; just the kind, for that mat
:. ter, to interest any one.
: He was a smart, intelligent fellow,
q. dressed for a wedding-blue frock coat
gray trousers, lavender neektie, in his but
II onhele white rose. 1t was June, lovely
weather, the very month to be married in,
:" il you must be married at all, the neces.
. sity of which deny. Our young friend,
on tn Q other hand, thought it desra bic
thing. / will call Elm Horace DeWar.
which is OF a bit like his name, for the
-: reason that he is still not only living but
well placed IN society and q scientist of
distinction. lmet him only week ago, and
he spoke of the incident l am about to
narrate to you; spoke OF it as he had done
): en- several occasions within the past few
years, and always with perfect belief in
the truth of it.
There was in Hollis street, Marylebone,
house that had been in Chancery for
many yearS-it had been without a tenant
.tOr nearly quarter Of centuTy-a dilap-
: dated, broken-WindoWed odd old place
with: an ornamental doorway having a
3: kind porch with stone u oldings. 1t was
otherwise plain and OF no particular
architectural character. 1t had panes of
*leaded glass, curious knocker and the
: windows that were net broken were dark
"rhis Horace Dewar, one lovely June
, morning at about II O'Clock, was suddenly
. seen knocking with his fists at the door of
this cid Chancery relic and shouting
'MarieP l might say screaming 'MaTieP
for from rather gentle beginning, his
cries grew into what the policeman called
a regular racket.
'He thumped on the door with his
clenched fists, and presently great crowd
assembled and the young fellow was taken
to the statjon-house. His story was so
strange that messenger was sent down
10 Scotland Yard for me. La those days l
had a private room at Scotland Yard,
which / have long since given up. When
Scotland Yard wants to consult me now
Scotland Yard comes to my chambers in
Piccadilly. Well, I went along to Pad
dington, and there l found the would-be
bridegroom, good deal excited, but en-
deavoring to suppress his emotions, and
with tendency now and then to become
almost hystercal
"'Pray tell me your story from the out
set, l said, and if l can be of any service
to you | shall only be too happy to help
you. What is your profesSiOn?'
I an a student of chemistry he re-
piled. and am partly employed by the
Messrs. Cartwright, manufacturers of
chemical materials. Six months ago the
= firm received an order for a peculiar class
of, goods, and l was asked to call upon the
customer and see what he was like, the
articles required being unusual and the
order rather difficult of fulfllment Praed
street was the address l went to the
house; 1t was some time before any one
came to the door, The house bad a
neglected appearance; the door was
double locked within. 1t was an old
house. of more Importance than any other
:. in the street; the hall large and rOomy,
and the staircase wide and with an oak
ballustrade. An old man opened the door
q little way and asked me who | was and
what-my business might be. AS soon as
mentioned the name OF the firm of Cart
:: wright the door was opened wide and l
was admitted.
Come this way" said the curious look
:. ing man, l am Max Dufoy, whom you
seek; He led me into room that was
= half laboratory, half library; a furnace
was burning, such as mineralogists USE
The windows were darkened. and in atidi-
:tion to a couple of gas lights, Bunsen's
burner was turned On beneath a glass
bpwl, in which a curious liquid was bub-
bling.
: 1.-THE old man was wrinkled and thin,
had piercing eyes, was short 10 stature,
wore. a. sort of dressing gown and skull
cap. His hands were bony, his fingers long,
.:his.- head picturesque. l was very much
in terested in him; and, before [ left my
:heart was engaged, for just as | took my
leave one of the Iovellest girls had ever
l0oked upon stood on the first landing Of
e:stairway, looking at me over the banis-
tiers: =
,'s Marie said the old man, this is one
Horape Dewar, the young man from Cart
wight; when you see him cross the road
an hour hence. with The salts l require,
sdmit him.
: = Yes, father said the girl.
- An hour later l was there with the