Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1922-10-24
Part Two

dear little woman tonight when she
meets me at the door"
You forget that i know nothing
about it,"
Il shall just have time to tell you
the facts of the case before we get
to Lee. II seems absurdly simple,
and yet, somehow l can get nothing
TO 20 upon. There's plenty Of thread,
no doubt, but can't get the end of il
into my hand Now, III state the case
clearly and concisely to you, Watson,
and maybe you can see n spark where all
Is dark TO me"
Proceed, then"
Some year ago-to be definite, in
May, lSS4-there came to Lee gentle
man, Neville st. Clair by by name, who
appeared to have plenty of money. He
took n largo villa, laid out the grounds
very nicely, and lived generally in good
style. BY degrees he made friends in the
neighborhood, and in 1887 he married the
daughter of local brewer, by whom
he now has two children. He had no
occupation, but was interested in several
companies, and went into town as rule
IN the morning returning by the 5,14
from Cannon street every night. Mr..
st. Clair is now thirty-seven years of
age, Is n man of temperate habits, a good
husband, very affectionate father,
and a man who is popular with all
who know him. | may add that his
whole debts at the present moment
as far US we have been able to ascertain,
amount TO IS pounds, los, while he
has 220 pounds standing to his credit in
the Capital and Counties Bank. There
is no reason, therefore, to think that
money troubles have been weighing upon
his mind.
Last Monday Mr.. Neville st. Clair
went into town rather earlier than
usual, remarking before he started
that he had two important commis-
sions to perform, and that he would
bring his little boy home box Of
bricks Now, by the mcrcst chance,
his wife received n telegram upon
tins same Monday, very shortly after
hls departure, to the effect that small
parcel of considerable value which she
had been expecting WAS waiting for her
NJ the offices of the Aberdeen Shipping
! COMPANY Now. If YOU are we'll up in
Your London, YOU will know that the
office OF the company is in Fresno Street.
which branches out of Upper Swandam
Lane. where YOU found me tonight.
Mrs St. Clair had her lunch, stated for
the city. did somo shopping, proceeded
to the company's office, got her packet,
and found herself nj exactly ass walking
through SwandamLane on her way back
to the station. Have YOU followed me so
iar?"
at is very clear?'
III YOU remember. Monday WAS an
exceedingly hot day, and Mrs St Clair
walked slowly, glsncing about in the
hope seeing cab, as she did not like
the neighborhood in which she found
! herself. While she was walking in this
way down Swandsm Lane she suddenly
feard an ejaculation or CRY, and was
struck cold to see her husband looking
down at her, and, as it seemed to her
bcckoning 10 her from a second-fool
window The window was open, anC
she distinctly saw his face, which she
describes as being terribly agitated. Ht
waved his hands frsntically to her, anC
then vanished from the window so sud
denly that it seemed to her. that he hac
been plucked back by some irresistible
force from behind. One singular point
which struck her quick feminine eye wa'
that, although he wore some dark coat
such as he had started to town in, her haC
on neither collar nor ncckte.
! Convinced that something was