The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1922-08-17

lock Holmes. I'm going through
this house till do find her"
Where is your warrant"
Holmes half drew a revolver from
his pocket. This will have to serve
till better one comes"
Our opponent opened the door.
Fetch a policeman, Annie," said
he There was a whisk of feminine
skirts down the passage and the hall
door was opened and shut.
Our time is limited, Watson" said
Holmes. And if you try to stop US,
! Peters, you will most certainly get
hurt. Where is that coffin which was
! brought into your house,"
What do you want with that coffin?
1t is in use. There is a body in it,
/ 81 must Sc that body
Never with my consent"
Then without it" With a quick
movement Holmes pushed the fellow
/ to one side and passed into the hall.
A door half open stood Immediately
before US. We entered. 1t was the
dining room. On the table, under a
/ half-lt chandelier, the coffin was ly-
ing. Holmes turned up the gas and
/ raised the lid. Deep down in the re-
cesses of the coffin lay an emaciated
! figure. The glare from the lights
above beat down upon an aged and
withered face. By no possible pro-
cess of cruelty, starvation, or disease
could this WORKOUT wreck be the still
beautiful Lady Frances. Holiness
face showed his amazement, and also
his relief
i Thank Cod" he muttered. ITS
someone else"
"Ah, you've blundered badly for
once, Mr.. Sherlock Holmes, said
Peters, who had followed US into the
room.
Who is this dead woman"
We'll, if you really must know.
she is an old nurse of my wife's,
Rose Spender by name, whom we
found in the Brixton Workhouse In
Urinary. We brought her round here,
called in DR.. Horsom, of Is Fairbank
: Villas-mind you take the address.
! Mr.. Holmes-and had her carefully
tended. as Christian folk should. on
the third day she died certificate
l says senile decay - but that's ONLY
the doctors opinion, and, of course,
: you know better. We ordered her
: funeral to be carried out by Stimson
and Co, of the Remington Road, who
will bury her at eight o'clock tomor-
row morning. Can you pick any
hole in that, Mr.. Holmes ?"
I am going through your house
said he.
Are you, though" cried Peters,
? as woman's voice and heavy steps
: sounded in the passage. Wen soon
v see about that. This way. officers. =
: you please. These men have forced
+ their way into my house, and l can
not get rid of them. Help me to put
: them out
A sergeant and a constable stood
in the doorway Holmes drew his
f card from his case.
+ This is my name and address.
: This is my friend, DR.. Watson
i Bless you. sir, we know you very
). WELL" said the sergeant, but You
can't stay here without a warrant"
q "Of course not. l quite understand
h that"
ARREST HIM" cried Peters.
>, I'VE know where to lay our hands
on this gentleman if he is wanted,
>, said the seargant, majestically. but
q you'll have to go. Mr.. Holmes"
h yes, Watson, we shall have TO
60"
. A minute later we were IN the
!. street once more.
1t was only nine o'clock, and we
y were off full cry upon the trail at
>, once. First we drove to Brixton
Il Workhouse Infirmary, where we
= found that it was indeed the truth
4 that a charitable couple had called
# some days before, that they had
G claimed an imbecile old woman as a
q former servant, and that they had
obtained permission to take her away
II, with them. No surprise was express
Il ed at the news that she had since
= died.
- The doctor was our next goal He
= had been called in, had found the
a woman dying of pure senility, haC
:, actually seen her pass away, and hat
: signed the certificate in due form.
:. Finally, We found our way to Scot
a land Yard There had been Difficult
ties of procedure in regard TO tbs
o warrant. Some delay was inevitable
y The magistrates signature might no
a be obtained until next morning. 7
4. Holmes would call about nine he coult
= go down with Lestrade and see i
acted upon So ended the day.
81 Sherlock Holmes was too irritable
y for conversation and too restless TO
q sleep. Finally, just after | had bee,
=. called in the morning, he rushed int.
IS my room. He was in his dressin!
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