The Minneapolis journal., 1903-03-14

that the man I4anky Lane one of the
desperate gang whom you bribed to call
up boyd on the night in question is what
is lnown at Scotland yard as a police
nra MS nose or informer; and that he
made a plain statement of the whole affair
before he fell a victim to your carefully
laid plan by which his lips were sealed" ::
In an instant I recollected that the cos
termonger Of the London road was one of
the ruffians. 5ssl5#>- Ia 9Stsa .--Es = -
The old mans lips compressed. He saw
| that he was cornered ~ s III @t -l.g -
The. revelation that to his clever cunning
was due, the many remarkable features of
the mystery held me utterly bewildered.
At first it seemed tmpossible; but as the
discussion grew more heated, and the
facts poured forth from the mouth Of the
woman L loved. and from the man, who
was my best friend. L became convinced
that at last the whole Of the mysterious
affair would be elucidated. s5z r.
One point, however, still puzzled me,
namely, the inexpicahle scene1|I had wit
messed on the bank Of the Meme. +, j
| referred to it; wheieupon Amber Jew
ons drew from his breast pocket two pho
tographs and holding them before the
eyes Of the trembling Dld man, said:
"You recognize these? For long time
past I've been making inquiries into your
keen interest in amateur theatricals. MY
i Makers and they furnished me with this
1 picture showing you made up as Henry
Courtenay 1t seems that under the name
4 of Slade you furnished them with a por-
trait of the dead man AID ordered the dis
4 guise ito be copied esactly-a fact to
which a dozen witnesses are prepared to
| swear. This caused me to wonder what
. game you were playing! and after watch
Ling found that on certain nights you
;, wore the Disguise most complete and
excellent one-and with it imposed upon
the unfortunate widow of weak intellect.
You posed as her husband, and she be-
lieved you to be him. 10 completely was
the woman in your thraa that you actual
\ ly led her to believe tfht Courtenay was
: not dead after ALL Y pu had deeper
game to play It was aclever and daring
piece Of imposture. representing your
self as her husband who for financial rea-
sons has been compelled to disappear and
plan whereby to obtain the Widows for.
: tune as soon as the executors had giver
: her complete mastery o. 1t. You had ar.
ranged it all with her. She was to pose
as widow, mourn yolr loss, and ther
sell the Devonshire eststes and hand yot
:. the money, believing ylu to be. her hus-
! band and rightly entitled to it.. The ter.
: rible crime which the Unfortunate woman
: !, had committed at yor instigation hac
: : turned her BRAIN as ydl anticipated, and
: she, docile and half wtted, was entirely
: beneath your influencF until and h
: Epaused. ss
!, until what ?,'9 I askal, utterly astound
! ed at this remarkable explanation Of wha
= I had considered to 9bt an absolutely in
= explicable phenomenon S.
He spoke again quite calmly, tugging a
! his little pointed mustRhe:
9 9 Until this man to This dismay fount
q that poor Mrs Eourteiay's intellect. wa
!! regaining its strength. L They met besid,
!. the river, and her brah suddenly regain
!. ing It's balance she discovered the ingen
!, ious fraud he was IMPOSING upon her.
'rITurning to Sir Bernard HE said: She tor,
off your disguise and Heclared that sh
y would so to the police hnd tell the trutl
Iof the whole circumstances how that yo,
e had induced her TO go I'd the house IN Kew
s and kill her. husband. fou saw that you
y game was up :it she stere not silenced
81 therefore without furtiIes ado YOU sent tn
Y poor woman to her last account u