The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1912-09-14
1yD FLET(HER ROBINSON

without personally inspecting the
muckheap. Yet there he stood, his
head on one side, staring at my toes
like an inquisitive terrier and my ar
guments faded before his stolidity.
Why had Hendry ever Jet him in?
should certainly speak TO the old ras-
cal about his
well. Mr. Phillips"
IF agree TO go. will you see 70 1t
that | am not again troubled in this
matter?" | answered sulkily enough.
For / will not be a witness or a jury
man or anything like that. you under
stand?"
Certainly. will SEQ that you are
not further molested"
Then. in the name OF common
sense. let us get IL over as quickly as
possible" ! said kicking OF my slip
pers and ringing the bell for my boots.
Big Ben was striking eleven as our
hanson trotted down the long En-
bankment with It's lights winling on
the rushing tide below. Past the great
restaurants OF pleasure. glowing with
shaded lamps from the windows OF all
their balconies; into the silent city
where the tall Offices OF the day lay
like deserted palaces under the moon;
over macadam, over gathering as
phalt. over greasy wood pavement; so
we iourneyed till OF sudden we
dropped from wealth TO restitution.
from solitude TO babble, from the West
90 the East Costers bawling their
wares under spouting flares, fringed
the sidewalks along which jostled the
chattering masses of the poor The
section was largely foreign. The
patches OF color in some Italian shawl.
the long coats and peaked headgear
OF some mouiik, the clatter OF the
dialects seemed All the stranger from
the sullen London background Of
mean shops, dingy lodgings, and low
beer-houses For IN the shadows Of
that underworld Of the great metro
polls, sodden faces. cultural oaths,
dingy rags, the blow that precedes
the word. are the manifestations OF
the native born.
In q side street the cab drew TO a
standstill It was the mortuary, the
inspector told me A young police
man at the door touched his hat, and
led the way down passage to a bare
stone chamber On a slab In the cen
ter the body lay with an elderly man
in ill-dttlng clothes bending over II.
He looked up as we entered, and
nodded to the inspector.
You were quite right. Peace" he
said cheerfully; "chloroform first.
strangling afterwards"
"They took no risks. DR., Chapple."
"They made a clean job Of t. said
the elderly man, looking down at the
slab with his thumbs In his waistcoat
pockets, Never saw heater work
since we'll, since ! was invalided
home from India"
"Thugs?"
"Yes; they did it nigh as we'll as a
Thug in regular practice"
The callous brutality of the CONVEX.
sation filed me with disgust | turn.
ed away. leaning against the wall with
feeling of nausea.
And now, II ! may trouble you, Mr..
Phillips. will you look at this poor
fellow, and see IL you can recognize
him." said Peace.
knew him we'll enough The black
beard, the thin. hawk nose, the high
and noble forehead were not easily
forgotten. Talman had introduced
me to him at the Art Clubs Recep.
ton IN July. whispering that he was
a Pole and a neighbor OF his-a
deuced queer fish. though clever
one. lie had exhibited a bust OF Nero
at the Academy. which attracted much
attention.
And his name?" asked the inspec-
tor.
"Amaroff. ] believe him to be from
Poland: that is about all know Of
him"
How did YOU come to meet him?"
/ told him Of my introduction. Would
I. he asked give him Talman's ad-
dress? Most certainly--No. 4 Harden
place. OFF the Kings road, Chelsea ]
had no objection whatever 10 Talman
being reused at one in the morning
BY all means let the old rascal be
turned out OF bed and cross-examined
Ills language would be revelation to
the pollce-it would. really.
The inspector left me on the door
step for few minutes. while he whis-
pered 20 two stability dressed men
who lounged out OF tho darkness, and
disappeared with the same lack OF
ostentatlon. Then we entered our
cab. which had waited. and trotted
westward. tic very air growing clear
er, as Il seemed TO me. when the un-
derworld OF poverty fell away behind
us II was some time before | spoke.
and then IL was 60 ask for a solution
to certain puzzles that had been form
ing in my brain.
"You said no had been robbed?" /
began.
Eyes, Mr.. Phillips. They had gone