The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1930-09-26


from the under hall porter.
We had all crowded close TO the
still figure; we all looked steadily at
the dead mans face. And in that in
slant Manners and [, after a single
glance at it, turned sharply on each
other; look oAmutual understanding
flashed between us, and we LET out the
same simultaneous exclamation.
"We know that mani"
"You know him-both of you!" ex-
claimed Maythorne. "Then. who is
he?
Newspaper reporter from up our
way" answered Manners. 'Name of
Bownas. don't suppose you ever
saw him when you went up there-his
work was more to the other side of
Chichester. But Mr. Holt here knew
him. That's Bownas, right enough ~
"He came to see me, at the Wood,
cock, with Manners, after MaZaroff's
disappearance" | said. 81 saw him,
just once, afterwards-in Chichester.
But that is Bownas, without doubt ~
"And murdered here in London p
muttered Manners. "GOod Lord =
what's it mean! There's more in
this"
"a moment !" interrupted Maythorne.
He turned on the under hall porter
Don't make any mistaken he said.
rs that the man who came to Short
hotel, and whom you afterward saw
following Mrs Elphinstone and her
daughter and the maid? Look well
at him, now! be sure!'
"Oh, that's the man !" he exclaimed.
Il knew him at once. There's no doubt
about it, Recognized him as soon as
lost his color, but"
We went out of the mortuary, and
into an office where there were more
officials. They evidently knew Cor
kerdale, and after few minutes
whispered conversation with him they
produced some clothing. Corkerdale
Immediately placed his finger on a
label with in the Triiby hat.
THAT wasn't mentioned in the news
paper account" he said. "See-BOr-
der Clothing company, Carlisle. New,
too. Let me have a look at his other
things" | stood by, watching curl
ously while Corkerdale and Manners
and Maythorne went through the dead
mans garments. They found but one
thing of any nOte-a tailOr's label
sewn within the inside breast pocket
of the coat, showing that the suit had
been made in Newcastle. 1t had a
date and a number On it, and COrker-
dale remarked that there was a clew
to Identification, if necessary.
Its not necessary" remarked Man.
ners. IL know the man we'll enough.
Bownas-repOrter of the Tweed &
Border Gazette at Chichester. And I'd
like to know what he was doing here !"
"What was he doing at Shorts
hotel?" suggested MaythOrne. That's
more like it Manners! But that's OBJ
vious-he was after Mrs. Elphinstone.
He followed her, too, when she went
out. Where. Now, then, did she, and
her two companions, come to this
quarter of the town? If they did
why? And where are they?"
Lets go back to the grocer's," said
COrkerdale.
We went out again into the gloomy
road. The under hall porter, having
done what was required of him was
anxious to go back to the hotel. May
thorne sent him off in a taXicab: the
rest of us returned to Kilthwaite's
shop. Maythorne and l walked side
by side-at first in silence.
what do, you make of this, May
thorne?" asked at last.
God knows!" he answered. ut
seems evident that the poor fellow
we've just seen followed the Elphin-
stones-Mrs. Elphinstone, of course =
to London, tracked them to the hotel,
went after Mrs. Elphinstone when she
went out that night, but-as to the
rest"
do you think he followed them
here?" suggested. IF so, what could
they want in this neighborhoOd?"
shabby and sordid enough for any,
thing, hereabouts, isn't it?" he an
swered, with shrug of his Shout
ders. "Again | say-whO knows?-
who knows anything? Let's have a
look at the place where he was found,
however-we may get some idea of
something"
Tho urocor tnok nc rhrOuoh his ShOp
into his back yard. 1t was dismal
place, all the more dismal because
that was an unusually fine spring eve
ming. 1t seemed to be a sort of dump
ing ground for boxes. barrels, chests,
old tins, crates, all the refuse of a
chandIery shop; and ii was of some
extent, running from the back of the
premises to a high wall in which
there was crazy door.
Here's where | found him!" whis-
pered Kilthwaite in a half-awestruck
whisper. Il wanted some planking
out of this pile of old wood: | pulled
some aside, and there was mans
arm And then-well, then | found
the rest. saw signs of struggle.
But" he added, "some of your people
that have been here already, Mr.. Cor
kerdale; they say that there are clear
indications that he'd been dragged in
here, across the yard, from the door
there"
What's outside that door and the
WALTZ" asked COrkerdale.
We all went to look There was a
narrow, stone-paved lane there, ruu-
ming from q side street between the
backs of the Harrow road houses and
those of some street or terrace set.
further back. II was fenced in by
high walls for all its length: there
were-enIy two feeble gas lamps to
light it; II was dark. silent.
Zone Of your men says there are