The Minneapolis journal., 1903-03-14

that the man Ianky Lane one of the
desperate gang whom you bribed to call
up lloyd on the night in question is what
is Known at Scotland yard as a police
mans nose or inf former; and that he
made plain statement of the whole affair
before he fell a victim to your carefully
laid plan by which his lips were sealed" )" E:
In an instant I recollected that the cos
terrnonger Of the London road was one of
the ruffians. .Z 7sass. - =. " J..
The old mans lips compressed. He saw
that he was cornered =. .s = ~
The. revelation that to his clever cunning
was due the many remarkable features Of
the mystery held me utterly bewildered.
At first it seemed impossible; but as the
discussion grew more heated, and the
facts poured forth from the mouth Of the
woman I 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. .r sgEF
One point however, still puzzled me,
namely, the inexplicahe sceneaI I had wit
messed on the bank of the Meme. %s. )
referred to it; whefeupon 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
information led me to iCurtiss, the wig
makers; and they furnished me with this
! picture showing you made up as Henry
Courtenay. 1t seems that under the name
of Slade you furnished them with a por-
! trait of the dead man aid ordered the dis
! guise ito be copied exactly-a fact to
/ which a dozen witnesses are prepared to
swear This caused me to wonder what
game you were playingi and after watch
ling found that on certain nights you
! tI,o1 Il 1fSo- MN 0n1 Yo1o md
| 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. 70 completely was
the woman in your thraA that you actual
ly led her to believe tfht Courtenay was
not dead after all pu had deeper
game to play. It was aclever and daring
1 piece Of imposture. representing your
/ self as her husband who for financial rea
sons has been compelled to disappear and
was believed to be deadlyou had formed a
plan whereby to obtain the widows for
tune as soon as the executors had given
her complete mastery o, 1t. You had ar
ranged it all with her. She was to pose
as widow, mourn yolr loss, and then
sell the Devonshire eststes and hand you
!. the money, believing y1u to be. her hus-
Il band and rightly entitled to 1t. The ter
i rible crime which the unfortunate woman
had committed at yoJr tnstigation had
| turned ner BIS yu1 SdIlllClpdlCO,s sdIO
she, docile and half wtted, was entirely
), beneath your influencs until and ne
paused. i &
I. .eUntil what ?,'4 I askel, utterly astound.
: ed at this remarkable explanation Of what
! II had coe,dered to bt an absolutely in
explicabIe phenomenon
He spoke again quite calmly, tugging al
. his little pointed mustBhe:
!, Until this man to his dismay found
lEthat poor Mrs. Courteaays intellect was
q regaining its strength. They met beside
the river, and her brah suddenly regain.
:. ing its balance she discovered the ingen-
!, ious fraud he was IMPOSING upon her,
Turning to Sir Bernardlhe said: She tore
!. off your disguise and declared that she
{ would go to the lpoliceh hnd tell the trutl
ii #Eof the whole circumsta1ees-- how that yol
> had induced her to go I'd the house In Kew
Il and kill her husband. fou saw that YOU
Y game was up III she tere not silenced
a therefore without furthf ado you sent TIL,
' poor woman to her last account.