The Birmingham age-herald., 1909-05-09
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1 next night Jo slouching toward his ken nel, was accosted by yelled woman at tired like an upper servant. Her face was yelled. She beckoned to him and asked: "Ars you the boy who was examined at the inquest the other day?'
 Jo, getting some indefinable idea that a lady was speaking to him, answered; "Yes, my lady" and only grinned when she replied sharply that she was not a 1 lady, but servant
 Show me all the places-where he lived, where he died,' said she breathlessly. Show me where they took him oNwhere f they buried him. Show me all the dread l ful places"
 l Again a few days and nights pass, during which Lady Dedlock is as bored and as important to the polite intel l ligence as ever and Sir Leicester Ded- l lock is as important and as proud of I his impeccable station as ever. Then i there comes a night when Inspector Bucket of the metropolitan police picks up Jo, the crossing sweeper, and leads him, wriggling but too much awed to protest, to Mr. Tulkinghorn' g | chambers,
 That's sher cried Jo as the door 1 opened and the light fell on a female figure closely yelled. That's the bon net and the gownd and the wale"
 The figure exposed hand. Jo looked puzzled. "That ain't the hand
 The figure spoke. That ain't the voice." said Jo, perplexed. You can go," said MT. Bucket And take care how you talk. Or you'll get into trouble. Move on." l As soon as the door closed behind i him the figure lifted the veil and dis 1 played the face of My Lady Dedlock' S | French maid
 "Thank you, Mademoiselle Hortense,' ' said MT. Tulkinghorn, and Inspector | Bucket politely showed her down stairs.
 Its all as I thought" said he, re- turning. There aint any doubt that it was the other one with this ones dress on.''
 Inspector Bucket seemed pleased. MT. l Tulkinghorn permitted a g1eam of sat | isfaction to escape from his close secretive features. The next day Jo l was told to move on. So well did the police move him on that Esther Sum- merson found him i'll of a fever many miles away from London, in hovel whither she had gone to succor dis 1 tressed family.
 When the lad saw her he stared at her with a remarkable expression of surprise and terror. "I won't go to the berryln' ground again, I won't" cried he.
 Esther Summerson seeing him, shaken | with fever, thought that he was delrious | as indeed he was most of the time, talk ing wildly about strange women in other womens gowns and promising piteously to move on, always to move on.
 She nursed him for some days, till he died and disappeared in his fear of being 'tool up.' Soon afterward Esther Sum l merson fell ill., Jos sickness had been smallpox and 1t had infected his nurse i She locked herself up with her maid who ! had had the disease and was immune, and she would not let any one come near hei 1 for fear of transmitting it to them though all in the house begged to nurse l her
 When she recovered after many weeks | she noticed change in her room. Final ly it came to her that all the mirrors had | been taken away.
 1 She knew what had happened. then. II | was hard to bear; but she thanked God | that it was not shock to her. She | heard her maid sobbing and called her in l and embraced her and said: Tt does not l matter, dear, I can do without my old | face very well
 And when John Jarndyte came in and