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Tilt Jhsma W AIAIMX tAlUUkiiiwA. IsßoUaaton coming down theatre* Well ask him now* The cab was Joel naming the Borkeand IVII la monument, and Cal toe's quick aye bad caught a glimpse of Rolloston coming down the street n the Ml hand alda The cab drove op to the curbing, and UoUestoo ■topped abort, aa Cal ton sprang out directly la front of him. Madge lay back In the cab and polled down bar vail, not wishing to be reoognlaed by Pallx, as aha knew that If he did it would eooo be all ov» town. “Hallo 1 old chap," said Roileeton, In eon eiderable aetonlehment “Where did you spring fromr “Prom the cab, of eonna,* answered Cal b e, with a laugh. “A kind of Dens ax maeblna.” replied Rot leston. attempting a bail pun. “Exactly," eald Gallon. ‘Look here, Roileeton. do yon remember the night of Whyte** murder—you met Fitzgerald at the railway station f “in the train," corrected Felix. “Well. well, do matter, you came up with him to the club." -Im. and toft him them" “Du! jroo notice If be received any me—ga while be waa with your “Any mwagef repeated Felix. “No, be dla not. we ware talking together the whole time, and be spoke to no one but roe." “Waa be In good splrltsf “Excellent, made roe laugh awfully—but why all this tiuuiQOMM f' “Ob. nothing," anawnred Gallon, getting back into the cab. “I wanted a little infor mation from you, I'll explain next time I eee you Good by " “But I aay," began Fsllx, but the cab bad already rattled away. «o Mr HoUreton turned angrily away “1 never eaw anything lika tbeee lawyer*," be eaid to bimeelf. ‘Gallon's a perfect whirl wind, by Jov&" Meanwhile Gallon was talking to Madge. “You were right." be said, “there must have been a message for him at the club, for be got none from the time he left your place.” “And wbat ahnll we do nowT asked Madge, wbo, having beard all the converse lion, did not trouble about queatiouing the lawyer about it “Kind out at tbe club if any letter was waiting for him on that night," said Colton, as the eat. stopped at tbe door of tbe Mel bourne club ‘Here *« are," and with a hasty wonl to Madge, tie ran up the steps. He went to Cite office of tbe club to flud out if aay letter* bad been waiting for Fits gerald, and bo found there a waiter with whom be was pretty well acquainted. “Look bent. Brown," said tbe lawyer, “do you remember on that Thursday night when tbe hansom cab murder took place if any letter* were waiting here for Mr. FiUger aldr “Well, really, eir," hesitated Brown, “itfe so long ago that I almost forget* Gallon gave him a sovereign. “Oh' If* not that, Mr Galtou,” said tbe waiter, pocketing tbe cola, nevertheless. •'But i really do forget." “Try and remora her," eaid Gallon, shortly. Brown mad* a tremendous effort of mem ory. and at last gavs s satisfactory answer “No, sir, there were none I" “Are you suref said Cal ton, fooling a thrill of disappointment. “Quito sure, sir," replied tbe other, confi dently “1 went to the letter rack several tlm< * that night, and 1 am sure there were nooe for Mr Fitxgerald." "Ah! I thought as ranch.* eaid Gallon, heaving a sigh. “Htopf" said Brown, as though struck with a sodden idea. “Though there was no letter came by pnat. sir, there was one brought to him 00 that night." “AbT mid Gallon, turning sharply. "At whaltltneP "Jurt before 12 o’clock, sir.* “Who brought lt»" “A young woman, sir," said Brown, In a tone of disgust "A bold thing, beggin’ your pardon, sir. and no better than she could be Bh# bounded in at tbe door as bold as brass, and ting* out, ‘ls be Inf *Oot out.' I says, 'or I’ll nail the per Meek' *Oh no, you won’t,' my* *he You’ll give him that,' and she shores a letter in ray hand*. ‘Who’s himf I sska I dun no. she answers, ‘lt’s written there, and I cant rend; give it him at once And then she clears out bsfors I could stop her " “And tbe letter was for Mr Fitzgeraldl* “Yes, air. and a precious dirty letter it was. too." “You gave It to Mm. of courser “1 did, sir He was playing cards and be put it In his pocket, after having looked at the outside of It, and went on with his he open Itr “Not then, «lr. hut be did later on, about a quarter to I o'clock I was in the room, and be opens it and rearis It Then he says to himself. What d d Impertinence,' and puts it Into hi* pocket* “Was ha disturfaedr “Well. sir. Im looked angry Ilka, and put his coat and hat on and walked out about five minute* to I." “Ahl and he met Whyte at I,* muttered Gallon. “There* 4mM about It The letter was aa api*>lii:iDPiit, and he was going to keep it What Lind of n letter was itr bs asked “Verv dirty, sir. In a squareenvtJope, but tbe paper was good, and so wo* the writing.* “That will do." mid Calton. “I um much obliged to you." and he hurried down to where Madge awaited him In the cab. “You were right." he said to her, when tbe cab *a» .we more m motion “lie got a totter on that night, and went to keep his appointment at the time be met Whyte." “I knew It" cnwl Madge with delight “Yon a*, we will find it in his lodgings." “1 hope so." answered Gallon; “but we must not be ton sanguine, be may have de stroyed It" “No. he tun not," *he replied. “I am eon* vwned it U there " “Well." answered Calton, looking at her, “1 stool contradict you. for your feminine instincts have done- more to discover the troth than mv reasonings but that is often the case with women - they jump la tbe dark whew a man w-niM hesitate, and in nine eaees out of ten lan 1 safely.* “Alas for tbe tenth " mid Misa Pmtilby. “She has to he tbe one exception to prove the rule’ Hh- had in a great measure recovered her •pint* and seemed confident that she would save her lover Hut Mr Gallon mw that her nerves were strung up to tbe highest pitch, • and that it was only her at rang will that kept her fnan breaking down altogether “By Jove." he muttered, la an admiring tune, as he watched her. ‘she's a plucky girl, and Kitsgerald la a lucky man to have a woman like that Ih love with him.” They awn irnvai at Brian’s lodgings, and tba door was opened by lira Hampeou, who kwh™l very dumnsulate indeed Tbs poor cricket bad Oran idamlng banal/ severely (or tha ii.forumtfcw she bad given to tha (him tasuniKV and tbs Hoods of tears which aha tw.l wept bad apparently had an affect on bet phv'i vu -onditlon. tor aba oraeklod IsmkwCv cfMii usual. though her voice was « shrill a* ever **Thaiii % thing should 'hra ’apponsd to Im.” vh- WHitcd. m her thin, high voloh “An on- that urouJ of Im. not lovin’ any flamilv of w!v own. except one aadlad ah’ wont up to **vli.g artei HUihii wm. h I otw es they bother* n.»* eng-'* sn fn-uly u i* nature 'ad out devH.>;«sl in u.i» valley of the abed tier to determiiiv » fralin* U» ward* 1* father when '* died, twin earned off by a chill, canned by the cliangv from o* to cold, the weather beta' that contrary * They had anivedat Brian's sluing room by this time, and Madge sank Into a chair, while Cal too, anxious to begin tbs search, laid rather Impatiently, as he opened the door for her: “Leave ua for a abort time, there’* a good soul. Miss Frettlby and I want to have a rest, and we will ring for you when we are going.* ‘.Thank you, elr,* mid the lachrymose land lady, “an* I *opea they won’t *ang Im, which Is such a choky way of dyln*; but In life we are to death," she went on, rather ineobo rently, “aa la well known to them aa *as die Maes, an’ may be oorpeed at any minute. Here Caltoa, unable to laatraln his lmpr> tlence any longer, shot the door, and they beard Mrs. Ham peon* shrill voice and sub lued cracklings die away In the distance. “Now then,” he said, “now that w* have got rid of that woman and her tongue, where ere we to begin!" "The desk," replied Madge, going over to it; "it's the most likely placu" The letter, however, was not to be found In the desk, nor was it In tbs sitting room; they tried the liedruom. bat with no better rexult. so Madge we* nearly giving up the search in despair, when suddenly Colton’s eye tell on the waste paper basket, which, by looked in their seared. The lasket was half full, and, ou looking at it, a rndiien thought struck the lawyer lie rang the bell, and suddeuly Mr* Sampson made bar appear ance “How long ha* that want* peper basket txen utauding like thair be o«ked, pointing to it “It bein' the only fault I ad to find with Im." wild Mr*. Kumiisoo, “'e u*m that un tidy that 'a a never let me'-Iran it out until h told me pussnnly Kwud aa ow e tbrowed things into it n* <• might ave to look up •gain, an I a vent touclied it for more nor lix weeks, ’opin’ you wont think me a bad boUM-kueiivr, it twin Isown wish—bein' fond of litter an *ich like." “Sis work*," repeated Gallon, with a look kt Madge “Ah, and lie got the letter four week* ago Depend u|*>n it, we shall dad It them" Madge gave a cry, and. falliug on her knees, emptied tbe bosket out on tbe floor, knd both she ami Gallon were soon as busy ituong the fragments of paper as though they were ragpicker* “’Opin' they ain't orf tbelr 'eada," mur mured Mr*. Sara[eon. a* she went to tbe loor, "hut it looks like it. they bein'” find lenly a cry broke from Madge, as *be irew >ul of the nw«of taper s baif burnt letter written on thick and creamy kfokiog paper She drew out a hoi/ burnt Utter. “At last," she cried. rising off her knees, •ad smoothing it oat. “I knew be had act destroyed it-” “Pretty nearly, however," mid Carlton, u bia eye glanced rapidly over It. ■‘it’s almost Useless a« it is, seeing there's no name to It" He took it over to the window and spread It out upon the table It was dirty, and half burnt, but still It wa* a clew The above isa facsimile of the letter “There’s not much to be gained from that Pm afraid," sold Madge, sadly “It shows be had an appointment-- but whore I" Carlton did not answer, hut leaning his head on bis hand-*, stared hard at the paper. At hut be jumped up with • cry “l have it*' he add in an excited tone. “Look at that paper, see bow creamy and white it is. and, above all, look at the print ing In the corner-’or villa, ooiuk.*" “Then be went down to Toorak T “In on hour, and back again—hardly.” “Then it was not written from Toorak I" “Mo, It was written in one of the Melbourne back slums." “How do you knowf “Look at the girl who brought It," sold Colton, quickly “A disreputable woman, ooa for more likely to come from the back slums than Toorak. As to the paper, three months ago there was a robbery at Toorak, and this b some of the paper that woe stolen by the thieve*." Madge sold nothing, bat her sparkling eyea and nervous trembling of the bands showed her excitement “1 will see a detective this evening,” Mid Colton, exultingly, “find out wbero this let ter come from and go and see who wrote it Well save him yet," be sold, placing the precious letter carefully in his pocketbook. “You think that you will be abb to And the woman who wrote thatr “Ham." said the lawyer, looking thought ful, “she may be dead, as the letter says she is In a dying condition. However, if 1 can find the woman who delivered the letter at the club, and who waited for Pitogerold at the corner of Bourke aud Russell streets, that will he sufficient. All I want to prove to that he woe not In the hansom cob with Whyte." 1 “And do you think you cam do thotr “Depends upon this totter.” said Colton. enigmatically tapping his pocketbook with his finger “I’ll tell you to-morrow.” Shortly afterward they toft the house, and when Caltou put Madge safely into the 8t Xilda train tier heart felt lighter than It had dona «ince Fitzgerald's arrest CHAPTER XIV. A.vomtn kichmoxo n m« rath There is an old adage that “Ilka draws to like," and the antithesis of this would probo* biy be that unlike keepe as for away from unlike ai it possibly can. Sometimes, how | ever. Fete, who mats to take a malignant pleasure In worrying humanity, throwslhiM together, ami the result to an eternal wistiwl between the uncongenial elements Mr. Corby woe a vary clever uetcctive, and got on well with every woe with the exception of Kfhlp The letter, on the ocher hand, woe equally as clever in his own way, and was • favorite with every one bat Corby Cm was lira and the other water, so whoa they came together there woe sure to be trouble. KjUp, in bis outward appearance, woe quite differ ent from Corby, being tail and Mender, whereas the other woe short and stoat. KlMp was dark and clever looking. Corby was not. his face waarmg a complacent and satisfied smile, which one would not expect to And os the features of e man who was looked opoo to a clever detective Bat It was this vary SUPPLEMENT. aitiil** Must wan Mr Oorby'a greatest aid In g*-ni>.> informati-m. a* peopi* were more read* to tell a xindiy and •(•parentis «tmp<* man like him all they knew than a sharp look Ing fallow like KJMp. whom ear* and eye* aeeroed al waya on the alert They each had their followers and ad mirera, but both men cordially defeated on* another, seldom meeting without a quarrel When Uorby, therefore, had the hansom eat j murder ease put into bis hands, the soul of Kiisip was mitten with envy, and when . Fitzgerald wee arrested and all the evidence : collected by Uorby seemed to point aoooo dual rely to his guilt ICllslp writhed In so cretorer the triumph of hie enemy Chough be would only bare been too glad to have mid Uorby bad got bold of the wrong man. yet the evidence was so roneliudr* that such e thought had never entered hie need until ho received a note from Mr Caltoa. eating him to call at hie office that evening at a o’clock, with reference to the haneom flab ; murder RiMp knew that Gallon was coun sel for uw prisoner, and instantly gunned that e clew tied been discovered, winch be was wanted to follow up. and which might prove the prisoner* innocence Full of this idea, be bail determined to devote bimanlf. heart and soul. In whatever Gallon wanted btm t*> do. and If fee only could proee Uorby wrong what a rnuniph it would l« lie was so idensral with the i>n*»iOillty of snob a thing that, aciideuully meeting bis neal. heosaed him to have a glam As such a thing had not occurred before, Uorby was somewhat suspicious of such suklvn h>-intality but as he flattered himself that he was more than a match for Kiisip. both mentally and phyal oally. be accepted the invitaltoa “Ahf" mid Kiisip. In k|* soft, tow voles, rubbing bis lean, white Mm.ls together, aa they mt over lb Hr Onnka 'you are e lucky mau to have laid your ban.U oo that haneom cab murderer *• quickly " “Yes 1 Hatrer myself | did manage ft pretty well." said Oitrftf. lighting hi* pipe. “I had no i<l«« that it would be •*_> simple— though. mind y .11. It required a lot of drought before I g..| a prosier «urt‘ “I «iif>i»we you're pretty sure he's the man you wautf" punmed Kilsip softly. with a brilliant iln*h of m* Mark eye* “Pretty sure, indeed'” retorted Mr Oorby. scornfully, "there ain t no pretty sore about It I'd take my Bible oath he'v the man. He and Whyte bated one another He «ay* to Whyte. TIJ kill yon if I've got to ik> It In the open street He meets Whyte drunk, a fact which be acknowledge* himself, be dear* out. and the catanan swears he oomee back, then Ih* gets into the cab with a living man. and when he cornea out leave* a daad one. he drives to Fast Melbourne ami gets Into the house at a time which hi* landlady can prove —just the time that cab would take to drive from the grammar school on tbe Ht fCllda road if you amt a fool. Kilsip. you'll see as there 1 * 00 ddbbt alwut it “It looks all square enough," mid Kililp, wbo womlervd what evidence Gallon could have found to contradict each a plain stale merit “And wbat’* bis defense f “ Mr. Gallon l* the only man a* knows that,* answered Oorby finishing his drink, “but, clever and ail as be la. be cant put anything in that can go against my evidence." “Don’t you tie too sure of that," meared Kilsip. Whose wail was devoured with envy “Oh, but I am." retorted Oorby. getting as red a*a turkey cook at the sneer “You're jealous, rou are. herauas yon haven't got a finger in the pla** “Ah' I Hit I may have yet.* “Going a gunning yourself, are yourealtf Oorby. with ea indignant snort “A hunt big for what—for a mao as Is already caughtf” “I don't believe you've got tbe right maa," remarked Kilsip. deliberately Mr Corby looked upon him with a anils of pity “No. of course yoa don’t. Just because I've caught him Perhaps when you aw him banged you'll iwlieve it then." “You're e smart man, you are.” retorted KiNlp. “but you aint the (tope to be infalll blc." “And what grounds have you for saying he's not the right inanT demanded Corby Kilsip smiled and stole softly across the room like a rat • I'm not going to tell you all I know, bat you ain't so safe nor clever as you think,” and with another Irritating smile be want out Mr. Corby started after him la Indignant surprise The fact to. Kilelp had believed firmly that Fitsgerold was the right man, bat • doubt having been put into his mind by Chi ton. he thought be woahl irritate Corby by thaw insinuations, though be himself knew nothing that ooukl justify them. “He's a oat and a snake," said Corby to hlmeelf, when the door had closed oa bto brother detective; “bat it’s only brag, (here isn’t a link missing In the chain of svidsooe against Fitsgerold, so 1 defy him to do his worse* "Ahr m id KUMp, in hit toft. lowvoU*. At 8 o’clock on Uml night tbs soft foetod And soft voiced dtlMtln presented himself at Gallon's ofloa, and found tha lawyer Im patiently waiting for hint KlWp closed tha daor softly, and than taking a Mat opposite to Cal too waited for him to speak. Tha law* jar, however, flm handad him a cigar, and than producing n bottla of whisky and two glames from soma mystartoos raoam ha flllad ana and puabad it to ward tbe detect* v* CU ffp neoaptad tbaaa Uttla attaotlona with tha ntmoat gravity, yat tbay warn not without tfaalr offset on him. as tha hsao eyed law jar saw. Oaltoo wasagrsnt believer in diplomacy, aad ha practiced what ha preached, and knowing that Kilalphad that feline nature which likaa to ba atrohad and made mooh of. ha paid him tbaaa Uttla attanUooa, which ba knew would make tha datoettra willing to do everything in his powar to help him. Chiton alao knew tha dlaUka that KIWp antartainad (or Oorby. and an. by dastaroua manage maot, ha calculatad upon twisting him. risrsr aa ha wna. round his Ongor, aad as snlwsqnsnt avonta showed, ha hod not rack aasd wrongly Havtag thus got Into a aym pathetic frame of mind and in a humor to band hla boat snsrglm to the work ha wanted him So do. Chiton started thaooavar “I suppose.* ha said. Isaalag bark In his chair and watebiag tha wreaths of blue smoke furling from his cigar “I suppose yon know all tha ins and oats of the imasuin aah murderf* -I dtoufcl rather think aa,* seal RlMp. with a curious light in hla quart -ye -Why. Uorby Ijhb nothing but brag ainut It and his amortnrat In catching tar suit awed mur ••Aha?" saU Colton, leaning forward, and putting his arms on the table “Supposed murderer BV Does that mean that be hasn't bran convicted by a Jury, or do you think Fltagerald is innocentf RiMp stared hard at the lawyer. In a vague kind uf way. slowly rabbin;; his bands to gether. “Well," be said at length, in a deliberate manimr, “before I got your not* 1 was con vince! Oerby had got hold of the right man, but when I heard that you wanted to see me, and knowing you are (Wending the prisoner, I guessed that you mvt have found some thing iu biz favor which you want m* to look after." “Right!" said Caltoa, laconically. "As Mr. Fits priud Mid bo met Whyte at the corner and lulled the cab"— went on the detective. "How do you know thatr interrupted Col ton, sharply. "Uorby told me." “How (he devil did he find ootT cried the lawyer, with genuine surprise. “Because lie is always poking and prying about." said Rilsip, forgetting, in his indig ’ natiou, that such poking and prying formed part of detective business. “But, at any rate,” he went on quickly, “if Mr. Fltagerald did leave Mr. Whyte, the only chance he* got of proving bis innocence is that he did not come hack, as the cabman alleged.” "Then, 1 suppo e, you think that Fltagerald will prove an allbir said Colton. “Well, sir," answered Kiisip, modestly, “of course you know more about the case than I do, hut that is the only defenss 1 can as* be can make.'' “Wen, he's not going to pot la aoeb a de fense. " “Than he mast be guilty," mid Kllsip. returned the barrister, dryly “ Out if be wants to save bis neck, bell have to prove an alibi,** persisted the other. “That’s *u'A where the point Is," answered Cal ten. “ e doesn’t want to save his neck." Kllsip, lookin’? rather bewildered, took a sip of wine, and waited to hear what Mr. Cal ton ha-1 to my on the subject. “The lan Is," mid Cal ton, lighting a fresh dear, “he’s got aome extraordinary Idm In his head about keeping where he wee on that night a secret." “I understand," said Eilsip, gravely Bed ding his heed. “Women f “Nothing of the sort," retorted Garttoa, hastily. “That’s what I thought at first, but I was wrong; he went to see e dying wo men wbe wanted to tall him something. 1 * “What ooentr “That’s Just what I can’t tell you," an swered Gallon quickly. “It mast have been something important, for aha sent for him hi great haate—and ha wee by bar bed side between the hours of 1 and S on Fri day morning " “Then he did not return to the cab*" “No, he did cot; be went to keep bis ap pointment, but, for eomo reason or another, won’t tell where this appointment was. I went to his rooms today and found this half burnt letter, asking him to coma." Caltou handed the letter to Kllsip. who placed it on the table and examined it care fully. “This was writtsa on Thursday." said the detective. “Of course you can eee that from the date; and Whyte was murdered on Friday, the »7th." "It was written at something Villa, Too rak," pursued Kllsip, still examining the paper. “Oh I I understand, ha went down there." “Hardly.” retorted Gallon la a sarcastic torn. “lie conldat vary wall go down there, have an interview end be heck In East Mel bourne in one ’»i*ir—the cabmen Itoysten can prove that be wee at Russell street at 1 o'clock, and hie landlady that ha entered his lodging in East Melbourne at B—no, ha wasn’t etToorak." “When was this letter delivered P “Shortly before IS o’clock, at the Mel bourne club, by a girl, who, from what the waiter sew of bar, appears to be e disrepu table iadivideal—you will sea it up bearer will wait him at Bourke street, and as an other street is mentioned, and as Fitagerald, after leaving Whyte, went down Russell street to keep his appointment, the moat logical conclusion is that the bearer of the letter waited for him at the corner of Bourke end Russell streets. Now," went on the lawyer, “I went to find out who the girl that brought the latter UP “But howP “God Mess my aoul, Kllsip! Bow stapid you are,” cried Caltou. “Can’t you under stand—that paper came from one of the heck slums—there* -ire it moot have been stolen." A sudden U-Lt flashed into KiUip’s eyes. “Talbot Vina, Toorak," be cried quickly, snatching up (ha letter again and examining it with great attention, “where that bur glary took place." “Exactly," said Gallon, smiling compla cently. “Now do you nnderaUnd what 1 want—you must taka tom to the crib la the bock slums where the articles stolon from the bouse la Toor .k were hidden. This paper"— pointing to the letter—“ia part of the awag loft behind, and must have been used by aome one there. Brian Fitzgerald obeyed the directions given iu the latter, end he was there at the time of tbu murder." “I understand,” said Kllsip, with a grati fied purr. “There were four men engaged ia that burglary, and they bid the swag at Mother Guttersnipe's crib, ia a lane off little Burke streut—but, bang it, e swell like Mr. Fitcgeruld, iu evening dram, couldn’t very well have gone down there unless" “He had some one with him well known in the locality,” finished Caltou, rapidly. “Ex actly, that woman who delivered the letter at the club guided him. Judging from the waiter's description of bar appearance, 1 should think she was pretty wall known about the shuns.'* “Well," said Eilsip, rising and looking at his watch, “li know 9 o’clock, so if you Ilka we will go to the old hag> place stance dying woman,” he said, ae If etruck by a cad den thought, “there was a women died there about four weeks ago.” “Who was abtP asked Gotten, who was putting on bis overcoat. “Some relation of Mother Guttersnipe's, X fancy,” answered Kllsip. as they left the office. “1 don’t know exactly what she wen —she was called tho ‘Queen,’ and a precious handsome woman shs mu.;t have been name from Sydney about three months ago, and from what I can make out. was not long from England, died of consumption on the Thursday night before the murder.” “Than she must have been the wemea who "dmibTof it," replied Kllsip; “but if Fitagerald was there an that night wecaa get plenty of witnsssss to prove an alibi. I am sure of two at Iseel lletbsr Guttirmlpa end lire tiemkleinlitsrnsl ** But Mr. Cal toe was net listening. As be stepped along beside his companion to wee thinking: “What on earth eould a woman Jret Cram England, bring ia a Melbourne back clam, tore to tell Fitagerald about Madge Prettlbyr CHATTER XV. a woujlx or r.-j none. Bourko street is always more crowded than OoUios street, t-wpoeialljr at night. TLmUhm Iran are than, end of coarse there is Invaria bly a lam crowd eollenkad under the electric lights Fashion doaa n.' come out after dark to walk about the streets, but prefers to roll along in bar carriage, therefore the block in Bonrka street at night is slightly different from that ef Collins street in the Turning off Little Bourko street the de tective led the way down a dark lane, which felt like a furnace owing to the beat of the night; but on looking op Caltoa caught a glimpse of the Mias eky far above, glittering with stare, which gave him quite a sensation of coolness "Keep close to me," whispered KUsip. touching the barrister on Mm tnn; “we may meet some nasty ruetumiei ■ about here." ▲t last, to Cal ton's relief, for ha felt some what bewildered by the darkness and nar rownsss ef the lanes through which he had been taken, the date oil ye stopped before a door, which he opened, and stepping inside beckoned to the barrister to follow. Chiton did so aad found himself in a low, dark, ill smelling passage, at the end of which they saw a faint light Kilsip caught his com panion by tba arm aad guided him carefully along the passage. There wee much need of tide caution, for Calton could foal that the rotten boards were full of boles, into which one or the other of his feet kept dipping from time to time, while he ooold hear the rats squeaking and scampering away on all tide* Just aa they got to tba and of this tunml. for it could be called nothing aloe, tba bght suddenly went out and thay were left it complete dark new. “Light that," cried tba detective la a pe remptory tone of voice. “What do you mean by dowsing the gliinl” Thieves' argot was, evidently, well under wood here, for there was a shuffle la the dark, a muttered voice, aad then someone lit the candle with n match. This time Cal ton saw (he light was held by an alflsb look ing child, with a scowling white face, and tangled meases of black hair, which hong over her eyes. Bbe was crouching down on tba floor, against the damp wall, and looked np at tbs detective defiantly, vet with a cer tain fear in bar eyea, as though sbs were a wild animal, cowed against bar will “Where’s Mother Guttersnipe?" asked the detective sharply, touching her with bis foot, an indignity she resented with a malignant glance, and aroaa quickly to bar feet "Upstairs," she rsplisd. Jerking bar head in the direction of tha right wall, in which Calton, his eyea being more accustomed to the flickering light of the candle, could aee a gaping black ohaam, which ha prsaumed was the stair alluded to. “Too wont gat much out of her to-night-ehe's a-gota’ to start tr boose, she Is." “Never mind whet she’s doing." eeld KU bp, sharply; “taka me to her at once." The girl gave him a sullen look, and with reluctant test led the way Into the black chasm and up the stairs, which ware so shaky that Gallon was in terror leetthey should be precipitated Into unknown depths. Ha held on firmly to his companion’s arm, as they toiled slowly up the broken steps, and at lost stopped at a door, through the crooks of which a faint glimmer of light could be seen. Hare the girl gave a shrill whistle, and the door opened as if by magic. Still preceded by their elfish guide, Colton and the detective stepped through the doorway, end a curious scene was presented to their view. It wee e smell, square room, with s low roof, from which the paper, mildewed and tern, hung in tatters; on the left hand, at the far end, was a kind of low stretcher, upon which a woman, almost naked, was lying, amid a heap of frowsy, greasy clothes. She appeared to be Ul. for she kept her heed toesing from side to side restlessly, end every now end then song snatches of old songs in e shrill, cracked voice. In the center of the room was n rough deal table, upon which stood e gutter lag tallow candle, which but faintly illumi nated the scene, and a half empty, square bottle of aenappe, with a broken cup beside it. In frontof them signs of festivity sat an old woman with a pack of cards spread out before her, and from which she had evi dently been telling the fortune of a villain ous looking young man who had opened the door, and who stood looking at tlie detective with no very friendly expression of counte nance. He waa dressed in a greasy brown velvet coat, much patched, and a black wide awake bat, which was pulled down over bit eyes. He looked like one of thorn Italians who retail ice cream on the street, or carry round organs with monkeys on them, and his expression was so scowling and vindictive that the barrister thought it was not very bard to tell his ultimate destiny—Psntridge or tho gallows. As they entered the fortune teller raised her head, and, shading her eye with one skinny hand, looked curiously at the new comers. Colton thought be bed never seen such e re pulsive looking old crone; end, Indeed, she was worthy of the pencil of Dora to depict, snob was the grotesque of limes which she exhibited. Mother Guttersnipe took e drink out of the broken cup, end, gathering alitor greasy cards together In a business like way, looked insinuatingly at Caltou, with a sug gestive leer. “It’s the future ye want unveiled, dearief* she croaked, rapidly shuffling the cards; “an old mother’ud tcil” “No, she won’t," interrupted the detective, sharply. “I’ve come on business." The old woman started at this, and looked basely at him from under tor busby eye- "Who was that woman who died tore three or four weeks ago!" asked Eilsip, stoiply. “ *Ow should I know!" retorted Mother Guttersnipe, sullenly. “I didn’t kfll hr, did If It were the brandy she drank; she was allays drinkin.” •I didn't kiil'er, did ir “Do you remember tbe uigbt the died!" “Ho, I don’t," answered tbo beldam*, frankly. “I war* drunk-blind, bloomin’, Marin’drunk." “TonY* always drunk," arid Eilrip. “Wb*t If 1 an»r anarlad tba woman, wir- Inc bar bottia. “Yon don’t pay fur II Ye*. I’m drunk. Pm allay* drank." Th* dataetir* ahruggod Mi •boulder*. “Mora fori you," bo mid, briefly. “Come now, on tba night Iha’Qaaaa,* aa you call Mr, died. tharo waa a gentleman cam* to aaa harf* “Bo aka aaid.” rriortad Motbar Gutter snipe; “but lor*, 1 duuno anythin’, 1 were •trunk.” “Who said—the ‘Queenr ” "No, my gran'darter Sal The ‘Queen’ rant ‘cr to feted the toff to sra W cut 'er lucky. Wanted 'im to look nt 'is work, I .'pose, cuss'lm; and Sal prigged somepa|ier from my box.” she shrieked, indignantly; “prigged it w'en I were too drunk to stop The detective glanced at Colton, who nodded to him with a gratified expression on his face. They were right as to the paper having been stolen from the villa at Toorak. "You did not see the gentleman who comer said Rilsip, turning again to the old hag. "Not I. com you," she retorted, politely. "’B came about ’arf past I in the morning, an’ you don’t expects we can stop «p all night, bland ye." “Half part I o’clock." repeated Gallon, quickly. “The very time. Is this truer “Wish 1 may die if It ain't,” eald Mother Guttersnipe, graciously. "My gran'darter Bal kin tell ye.” “Where Is thef" asked RiMp, sharply. At this the old woman threw back bar bend and bowled In a dismal manner. "She’S ’ooked it," sbo wailed, drumming on the ground with her feet. "Gon* an* left *er pore old gran* an’ Joined the army, cum ’em, scornin' round an* a spilin’ business.” Meanwhile the detective was talking rap idly to Mr. Caltoa. “The only person who can prove Mr. Pita gerald was here between I and 8 o’clock,” be laid quickly, “is Sal Rawlins, as every on* else seems to have Leon drunk or asleep. As ■be has Joined the Salvation Army, I'll go to the barracks the first thing in the morn'ng and look for her.” “I bop* you’ll flud her,” answered Colton, drawing a long breath. “A man’s life bangs on her evidence." They turned to go. Gallon having first given Mother Guttersnipe some loose silver, which she seised on with an avaricious clutch. Tbe sight of money bad a genial effect on her nature for she held the candle at tbs head of the stairs as they went down, so that they should not break their heads. The Ktreet door was open, and, after grop ing their way along tbe dark pa wage, with its pitfalls, they found thenwelvm la (ha open street “Thank heaven,” said Gallon, taking off his bat and drawing a long breath. “ Fhank heaven we are safely out of that den!" “At all events our Journey has not been wasted,” said the detective, as they walked along. “We’ve found out where Mr. Pita gerald was tbe night of tbe murder, no hs will be ssfa” “That depends upon Hal Rawlins,” an swered Gallon, gravely: “but come, Ist oa have a glass of brandy, for I feel quits IS after my experience of low life.” CHAPTER XVI mnmro. Tbs next day KiMp railed st Colton's office tats in tbe afternoon and found the lawyer aagerly expecting him. Tbe detective's face, however, looked rather dismal, and Colton was not reassured by its expression. “Well!” be said, impatiently, when Kiteip had closed the door and taken his seat "Where Usher “That's Jose what I want to know,” an swered the detective, coolly; “I went to tbe Helvetian Army headquarter* and made in quiries about her. It appears that the had been in tbe army as a hallelujah lam, out got tired of it in a week, and went off with a friend to Sydney. She carried on her old life of dissipation, but, ultimately, her friend lot sick of bar, and the last thing they beard shoot ter was that she had taken up with a Chinaman in on# of tbs Sydney slums. I telegraphed at once to Sydney, and got a re ply that there was no person of tbs name of Bal RawUns known to tbe Sydney police, but they said they would make inquries, and Ist me know tbs result" “Ah I aba has, no doubt, changed bar asms,” mid Colton, thoughtfully, stroking his chin. “I wonder what forG “Wonted to get rid of tbe army, I expect," answered Kilsip, dryly. “Tbestrsying lamb did not ears about being bunted bank to the fold.” “And when did she Join the armyr "Tbe very day after tbe murder." “Rather sodden conversion T” “Yes, but she said tbe death of the woman on Thursday night had so startled ter that the went straight off to the army to gat bar religion properly fixed up.” “Tbs affects of fright, no doubt,” said Gal lon, dryly. *Tve met a good many exam ples of them sudden conversions, but they never last long as a rule—it’s a ease of tbe devil woe sick, the devil a monk would be, more than anything else. Good looking!" “Soto, X believe,”replied Kilsip, shrug ging his shoulders. “Vary Ignorant eoold neither read nor write.” “That accounts for her not asking for Fitzgerald when tbs called at the club-ebe probably did not know whom she had been sent for. It will resolve itself into a ques tion of identification, I expect. However, if tbe police can’t find her, we will put an ad vertisement in the paper offering a reward, and mod out handbills to tbe same effect She most be found. Brian Fitzgerald's life hangs on a thread, and that thread Is Bel Rawlins.” “Tsar assented Kilsip, rubbing his hands together. “Even if Mr. Fitzgerald acknowl edges that be was at Mother Guttersnipe's oa the night in questou, she will have to prove that be wm there, as no ooe elm saw him.” “Are you euro of that!" “Assure as any one can be in snob a cam. It was a lata hour when be cams, and every one seems to have been asleep except the dying woman and Sal; and as one is dead, tbe other Is the only person that can prove that te was there at the time when toe murder was committed In tbe hansom.”* “And Mother Guttersnipe 1” “Was drunk, as she acknowledged last sight. She thought that if a gentleman did coll it must have been tte other ooa” “The otter oner repeated Colton, In a puzzled voice. "What other one!" “Oliver Whyte." Colton areas from his seat with a blank sir of astonishment “Oliver Wkytol" te mid, as soon ns hs could find his voice. “Was te ba tbs habit of going therer Kilsip curled himself up in his seat like a plssk cat, and, pushing forward his tend till his nose looted like tbe beak of a bird of pray, looked keenly at Gallon. “Look bare, air,” te said, in a law, purring votes, “there's a good deal in this cam which don't seem plain-in fact, tb* further we go into it tb* more mixed up it seams to get I want to sc# Mother Guttersnipe this morn ing. and she told me that Whyte had visited Uw ‘Queen’ covers! time* while she lay ill, and seemed to be pretty well acquainted with ter." “But who tbe devil Is this woman they call the ‘Queenf ” said Colton, Irritably. “She seems to beat tbe bottom of tbe whole affair—every path wo tote Muds to ter." “I know hardly anything about ter," re plied Kilsip, “except that ate was a good Uniting woman of about €k She cam* out from England to Sydney a few months ego, then ca to here. Hew ate gut to Matter Cultenaipee I cant find out, though Fro tried to pump that old woman, but wot at chm as wax,and Wt my belief *e knows more about this dead woman than she chooses to telL” “But what oould she have told Pi tagerald to maka him act in this silly manner? A stranger who oomes from England and dim in a Melbourne dam cant poeslbly know anything about Him Frettlby." Klldp lookad ponied. “I most coofese that it ta a riddle," he said at length; “bat if Mr. Pitsgerald would oaly apeak, it would clear everything up." “What, about who murdered Whytsf “Wall, it might not go aofarae that, but it might supply the motive for the crime." “I dare say you are right,” answered Gal lon, thoughtfully, as the detective rose and put on his bat “But it’s no nsa Pitoger ald, for some reason or another, has evidently made up his mind not to spank, so our only hope in saving him lies in hading this girl" “If she’s anywhere in Australia you may be sure she'll be found,” answered int «*r i confidently, as he took bis departure. “An* trails isn’t so overcrowded as all that.* CHAPTER XVIL m tiul In spite of tb* utmost vigilance on the psrt of tbs polios, sod tbe offer of a largo reward both by Gallon, oa behalf of the accused, and by Mr. Prettlby, tbs umeh ds tired Sal RawUns still remained hidden. The millionaire had maintained a most friendly attitndo towards Brian throngfaoot the whole affair. He refused to believe him guilty, and when Gallon told him of the defense of peering an alibi by means of Sal Rawlins, be immediately offered a large reward, which was enough in itself to sat every person with any time on their hands hunting for the missing witness. AO Aus tralia and New Zealand rang with the ex tremely plebeian name of Sal Rawlins, the papers being full of notices offering rewards, and handbills of staring re-* letters were posted np in all railway statioua Notwith standing all this, Sal RawUns was still un discovered, and Gallon, la despair, began to think that she must be dead. But Madge, though at times her courage gave way, was still hopeful “God will not permit such a Judicial crime to be committed as the murder of an inno cent man,” she declared. Mr. Cal ton. to whom she said this, shook bis head doubtfully. "Ood has permitted it Ctake place before,” be answered softly, nd ws can only Judgs the future by the past” At last the day of (belong expected trial cams, and os Cal too sat InblsaOos looking over his brief, s clerk entered sad told him Mr. Prettlby and his daughter wish id to aau him. When they came In tbs barristtr saw the millionaire looked haggard and ill, and there was a look of worry oo Us faea “There is my daughter, Gallon,” be mid, after hurried greetings had bssu exchanged. “She wants to be preesnt in court daring Pitsgerald's trial, and nothing I can say will dissuade her.” Gallon turned, and looted at tbs girl in some surprise “Yes!” ate answered, masting Us look steadily, (hough ter faee was very pals; “I most be there. I shall go mad with anxiety unless I know bow tbs trial goes on." “But think of the disagreeable amount of attention you will attract," urged the will mognli. bm,” A. 'aid calmly; “I am vary plainly dressed, and 1 will wear this veil;" and, drawing one from her pocket, she went over to a small looking glam which was hanging on tbs wall and Usd it on her face. Colton looked in a perplexed man erst Mr. Prettlby. “I'm afraid you most consent,” he said. “Very well," replied the other, alma* rternly, while a look of annoyance passed over hie face. “1 will leave her la year charge." “And yoar ; “I’m not coming,” answered Frettlby, pot ting on hie hat “I don't earn aboot seeing a man whom I have had at my dinner table in the prisoner’s dock, anch aa I sympathise with him. Good day;” and with a oort nod he took hie leave. When the door closed on her father, Madge placed her hand on 001100*1 arm. “Any hope!" she whispered, lookfa* at him through the black veil. “The merest chance,” answered Gallon, patting his brief into his hag. “Wo have done everything in oar power to discover this girl, bat without effect If she dose net come at the eleventh hoar Pm afraid Brian Fitagerald Is a doomed man." Madge fell on her knees with a stifled ery. “Oh, Ood of mercy," aha cried, ralefa« her bands aa if in prayer, “save him. Save my darling, and let him not die for the crime of another Ood” She dropped her face la her hands and wept convulsively, as the lawyer tooehedhsr lightly on the shoulder. "Comel” he said, kindly. “Be the brave girl yon were, an 1 we may save him yet The boor is darkest bsfors the dawn, yon know." Madge dried her teen and] followed the lawyer to the cab, which wee waiting for them at the door. They drove quickly ap to the court, end Cal ton pot her la a quiet place, where she could see the dock and yet bo unobserved by the people in the body of the court. Just ee be wee leaving her she touched his arm. “TeU him," she whispered, la a trembling voice, “tell my darling I am hem* Gabon nodded and harried away to pot on his wig and gown, while Madge tooted hur riedly round tbs court from her point of vantage. It was crowded with fetelenahls Melbourne of both sene, and they were all talking together in subdued whispers. The popular character of the prisoner, hie geod looks and engagement to Madge freMby. together with the extraordinary rircam ■tanoee of the case, had raised poblieenrlo* Ity to the highest pitch, and, consequently, everybody who could possibly manege to When the prisoner was brought in ttere was a great flatter among tbs ladies, and some of them even had the bad totes to pro duce opera glasses. Brian noticed this, end be flushed up to the roots of hie fair hair, for be felt his degradation acutely. Ha wee aa Intensely proud man, and to be placed latte criminal dock, with a lot of frivolous people, who bad called themselves his friends, look ing at him ca though be wars a new actor or a wild animal, was galling ia the extreme. Bo was draesed in blank, and tooted pale and wan, but all the ladies declared that he wee ae good looking os ever, and they were mrs he was lanoosat The Jury was sworn la, and tea crews proascutor arose to deliver his opening ad- He gave a rapid sketch of the crime, white was merely a repetttton ef steal had ham then pro prove the prisoner guilty. He weald eal the landlady of the deceased to ehow that HI Wood existed between the prieoaorand the murdered man, and that the SB— I ted called on the deceased a week prior to the committal of the crime and thnstmii his Ufa (There was great ante—at at teto, and several ladles derided, an the *nr af the moment, that the horrid man was gnllty, bat the majority of tea tomato