The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-05-27
(BY JOHN BARB

NDA WVAAsN ASahagaV
 So 6 week following my strange experience at the Adams Street house, made e third-and last call there.
 Meantime the sensation of the unaccountable murder of the Eng. fish tourist on Broadway had fad. cd out of the American newspa- pers; the body of the victim had been shipped to England, and the English and European press was shuddering over American Sav- agery"-on the supposition that all crimes committed in America are done by Americans.
 My conclusion that the uncanny second call at the Adams Street house was only 6 hallucination, seemed confirmed, when, upon ringing the bell-the door was opened by the young English. woman exactly as on tlNe first call, except that she was in street or travelling dress including her hat and coat.
 As before she invited me in and led the way to our former seat in the drawing-roon1
 But after Q few casual words her manner changed-aiid lock- ing at me gravely, she said, I'm very glad you have corne-1 hoped you wouid--but if you had been an hour later you would not have found me here. Before night I ghall be hundreds of miles away"
 Stopping, she studied my face searchingly, and then said earn estly: T am going to trust you as an American gentleman never to reveal what I shall tell you"
 Anything you may tell mo will be safe in my keeping" I assured her.
 Rising from her chair, she went to the window and motioned for mo to come there-where we stood, half hidden by the draper les. during the rest of the inter- view.
 From her position she had a clear view of the whole room, with the two entrances, and out on the street, where people and vehicles were constantly passing. She could also see the outside steps that led to the front entrance of the house.
 Ever alert against any intrusion, and in hushed voice, she began: You must wonder at what hap. pened here the other day. When told you that your life was in danger--I was telling you the truth. If you had gotten inside the vestibule, out of sight from the street, fear you never would have gone out alive. The man you saw there is the most terrible man in the world"
 Tightening her lips and looking intently at me, she continued, That is the reason why I left England.
 "Of course you wonder how came to know such fiend. My husband met him at the races where respectable people brush up abaAAOt oCOunlOIeo anu UlhCklCbos In this case my husband was de- ceived. and introduced him to me --supposing him to be 8 gentle- man, though he was one of the worst criminals in England.
 Even while my husband was living he pursued me with his of- fensive attentions. But knowing there would be trouble if I told my husband, and fearing injury to him. I kept 1t from him. And after he died, this monster pro- posed that I should marry him. On my mortified refusal, he threatened to kill me. So came to America. secretly, to escape him. But somehow he learned where I was and followed me here"
 With increased tenseness and lowering her voice to a whisper. she asked, "Did you read of the murder of the English gentleman in New York last week?" "Yes," I nodded, wondering what was coming next.
 IT, know who killed him." were the words she formed