Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-09-07
Did Lord George say that to youT'

swiftly.
 Tonight" asked Beecot, remember ing that Hay had not spoken privately to Mrs. Krill since they came in from the dining room.
 ''Oh, noon another occasion. Lord George has several times said that he has a faint recollection of my name. Possibly the connection between me and the murder may occur to his mind, but he is really so very stupid that l hope he will forget all about the mat ter."s
 T wonder you don't change your name," said Paul, looking at her.
 Certainly not, unless public opinion forces me to change it," she said de- fantly. My life has always been pei fectly open and abovebo%d, not like that of my husband"
 Why did he change his name? asked Beecot eagerly-too eagerly, i'll fact, for she drew hack.
 Why do you ask?" she inquired coldly.
 Paul shrugged his shoulders. "An idle question Mrs. Krill. I have no wish to force your confidence
 There is no forcing in the matter" responded the woman. T have taken quite fancy to you, N1r. Beecot and you shall know what do"
 Pray do not tell me if you would rather not"
 But would rather" said Mrs. KrIIl bluntly Tt will prevent your miscon- ception of anything you may hear about us. My husbands real name was Lemuel Krill, and he married me thir- fy years ago. I will be frank with you and admit that neither of us were gen tlefolks We kept q public house on the outskirts of Christchurch. in Hants, called the Red Pig" She looked anx- Iously at him as she spoke.
 "A strange name."
 Have you never heard of it before?' 7 "No. Had heard the name it would have remained In my memory from its oddity."
 Paul might have been mistaken, but Mrs. Krill certainly seemed relieved, yet if she had anything to conceal in connection with the Red Pig why should she have mentioned the name?
 Tt is not first class hotel" she went on smoothly and again with her false smile. We had only farm labor CTS and such like as customers, but the custom was good, and we did very well. Then my husband took to drink
 "In that respect he must have chang ed,' said Paul quickly, flor all the time knew him-six months it was-I nev- CT saw him the worse for drink, and I | certainly never heard from those who | would be likely to know that he in- dulged in alcohol to excess. All the | same" added Paul. with an after | thought of his conversation with Syl- via In the Embankment garden, "I | fancied from his pale face and shaking | hands and tlghtness of the skin that | he might drink"
 Exactly. He did He drank brandy | in large quantities, and, strange to say, he never got drunk"
 What do you mean exactly?" asked Beecot cautiously.
 Well" said Mrs. Krill, biting the top of her fan and looking over it, 'Lemuel I'll call him by the old name-never grew red in the face. and even after years of drinking he never showed any signs of intemperance Certainly his hands would shake at times, but nev- CT noticed particularly the tightness of the skin you talk of"
 "A certain shiny look," explained Paul.
 Quite so. I never noticed it. But he never got drunk so aA to lose his head or his balance" went on Mrs. Krill. but he became a demon"
 "A demonT'
 "Yes," said the woman emphatically. "as a rule he was a timid. nervous little man. like a frightened rabbit, and would not harm a fly. But drink, as you know, changes a nature to the contrary of what 1t actually is."
 T have heard that"
 You would have seen an example in Lemuel." she retorted. When he drank brandy, he became a king. q sultan. From being timid he became bold; from not harming any one he . was capable of murder Often in his fits did he lay violent hands on me. But I managed to escape. When so- Der he would moan and apologize in 6 proyokingly fearful manner. I hated and despised him." she went on. with flashing eyes. but careful tc keep her voice from reaching the gam blers. T was a fool to marry him. My father was a farmer. and I had q good education. I was attracted by the good looks of Lemuel and ran away with him from my fathers farm in Buckinghsmshire."
 That's where StowIey is," mur- mured Paul
 "sfowleyT- echoed Mrs KriT. whose ears were very sharp. Yes. I know that town Why do you mention ftY' The opal serpent brooch with which your husbands lips were fastened was pawned there" T remember" said Mrs KrflI calm ly. "Mr. Fash told me. It has never been found out how the brooch came to fasten the Iips-so horrible it was~ She shuddered. "No. Ny father bought the brooch from the Stowlev paSnbroker and gave it to ny mother. Nho sent H to me. when had an accident lost l. but wbo picked it EP can't saY.- sTbe assassin must have rfcked ft ,