Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1913-04-10
I'D. FLETCHER RODINSON
Cocyy1sl/ by NJ G C<xHH~NH

cushions. noticed a fur coat in the
hall which can be slipped on in a mo-
ment. May l fetch 1t for your"
You merely waste time, Mr..
Peace" told him. Il will have moth
ing to do with an affair In which am
nowise concerned"
This sculptor may be an acquain-
lance of your own" he said gravely;
land while we are arguing his MUIR
derors may escape"
"Murderers?"
Eyes, sir; murderers! The man has
been strangled and robbed"
The position was most embarrass-
ing. He asked me to go into a part
of London that had always carefully
avoided. 1t was sufficient to know
that filth, immortality. and crime exist
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 let him in? I
should certainly speak to the old ras-
cal about his
We'll, Mr.. Phillips"
If l agree to go, will you see to 1t
that am not again troubled in this
matterT' l answered sulkily enough.
For l will not be witness or jury
man or anything like that, you under
stand?"
Certainly. l will see that you are
not further molested"
Then, in the name of common
sense, let us get 1t over as quickly as
possible" I said. kicking off my slip
pers and ringing the bell for my boots.
Big Ben was striking eleven as our
hansom trotted down the long EN-
bankment with its lights winking 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 1ourneyed till of a sudden we
dropped from wealth to restitution,
from solitude to babble from the West
to 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
or some moujik. 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 side street the cab drew to a
standstill 1t was the mortuary, the
inspector told me- A young police
man at the door touched his hat, and
led the way down a passage to bare
stone chamber. On a slab in the CEN
ter the body lay with an elderly man
In ill-fitting clothes bending over it.
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 clean job of it." said
the elderly man. looking down at the
slab with his thumbs in his waistcoat
pockets. Never saw heater work
| Cinnn-vuan civ =
home from India"
"Thugs?"
Yes; they did 1t nigh as we'll as a
Thug In regular actice."
The callous brutality Of the CONVEX
sation filled me with disgust turn.
ed away, leaning against the wall with
a feeling Of nausea
And now, If l may trouble you. Mr.
Phillips. will you look at this poor
fellow, and see If 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 a clever
one. He had exhibited a bust of Nero
at the Academy. which attracted much
attention.
And his manner" asked the inspec-
tor.
"Amaroff. l believe him to be from
Poland; that is about all l know of
him"