The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-08-30

breakfast untouched until with hawk
like curving neck and nervous clutching
of hands, she had read every line of the
police court romance. She was a tall
thin. aristocratic-looking woman, with
eyes set too closely together, a curved
nose. like the beak of a bird of prey.
and hands covered with leathery skin
suggesting talons. Her attire and pose
We're elegant, but she did not seem to
be pleasant sort of person. Her lips
parted in vinegary smile as she readA
She evidently did not believe one woEd
of the newspaper report in so far as the
diamonds We're concerned.
"A vulgar swindlei" she murmured to
herself. How is it possible for a po-
lice magistrate to be taken in in such
manner l suppose the jew person
knows more about il than appears on
the surface. But how came the boy to
give that name? 1t is sufficiently IN
common TO be remarkable. How stupid
il was of Julie to mislay my dressing
case. 1t would be really interest1~g ia
know what has become Of those people.
and now / may have to leave town be-
fore / can find out"
How much further her disjointed
comments might have gone it is i'm
possible to say, but at that moment
French maid entered the room and
gazed inquiringly around the various
small tables with which it was filed.
At last she found the lady, who was
breakfasting alone, and sped swiftly
toward her.
Il am so glad, milady." she said.
speaking in French. 1.-THE bag has
found itself at the police station. The
cabman brought it there. and. If you
please, milady, as the value was given
as eight pounds, he claimed reward
of one pound"
(which you will pay yourself. You
lost the bag" was the curt reply.
Where is it?"
The maids voice was somewhat tear
full as she answered:
I'm milady's room. I paid the SOW.
ereign.'
Her ladyship rose and glided grace
fully toward the door, followed by
the maid, who whispered to a French
waiter-bowing most deferentially To
the guest as he held the door open
that her mistress was cat. He con-
fided his own opinion that her lady
ship was a holy pig, and the two passed
along a corridor.
Lady Morland hastily tore open the
recovered dressing case and consulted
an address book.
"Ohl here il is" she cried, triumph
antly. Number three, Johnson's News.
Mile End road, f. What a horrid-
smelling place However, MesSrS.
Sharpe & Smith will now be able TO
obtain some definite information for
me. Julie, My carriage in ten min
uteS."
Thus it happened that during the aft
ernoon, a dapper little clerk descend
ed from an omnibus in the neighbor-
hood of JohnsOn's News and began his
inquiries, as all Londoners do, by con-
sulting a policeman. Certain facts were
forthcoming.
"A Mrs. Arson. widow, who lived
in Johnson's News. Yes, / think
woman of that name died a few weeks
ago. / remember seeing a funeral leave
the news. l don't know anything
about the boy. Sometimes, when / pass
through there at night, have seen
light in the house. However, here it
is. Let's have a look at it,"
The pair entered the news and ap-
preached the deserted house. The so
licitor's clerk knocked and then tried
the door; il was locked. They both
went to the window and looked in. Had
Philip hanged himself, as he intended,
they would have been somewhat sur
prised by the spectacle that would have
met their eyes. AS it was, they only
saw a small room of utmost wretch
edness, with a mattress lying on the
floor in front of the fireplace. An
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