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returned with it, Mr. Parable was sitting Exhibition, gives the following particuwith his elbows on the table, gazing across lars: at her with an expression that I can only From where I generally stand I can describe as quite human. It was when I easily command a view of the interior of brought the coffee that he turned to me the Victoria Hall; that is, of course, to and asked me what was doing.
say, when the doors are open, as on a "Nothing stuffy," he added. "Is there
warm night is usually the case. an exhibition anywhere---something in the On the evening of Thursday, the
twenty-seventh, it was fairly well occu"You are forgetting Miss Clebb,” the pied, but not to any great extent. One lady reminded him.
couple attracted my attention by reason of “For two pins,” said Mr. Parable, "I the gentleman's erratic steering. Had he would get up at the meeting and tell Miss been my partner, I should have suggested Clebb what I really think about her." a polka, the tango not being the sort of
I suggested the Earl's Court Exhibi- dance that can be picked up in an evening. tion, little thinking at the time what it What I mean to say is that he struck me was going to lead to; but the lady at first as being more willing than experienced would n't hear of it; and the party at the Some of the bumps she got would have next table calling for their bill (they had made me cross; but we all have our fanasked for it once or twice before, when I cies, and so far as I could judge, they came to think of it), I had to go to them. both appeared to be enjoying themselves.
When I got back, the argument had It was after the “Hitchy-coo” that they just concluded, and the lady was holding
came outside. up her finger.
The seat to the left of the door is popu"On condition that we leave at half- lar by reason of its being partly screened past nine, and that you go straight to by bushes, but by leaning forward a little, Caxton Hall," she said.
it is quite possible for me to see what goes “We 'll see about it,” said Mr. Par- on there. They were the first couple out, able, and offered me half a crown.
having had a bad collision near the bandTips being against the rules, I could n't stand, so easily secured it. The gentletake it. Besides, one of the jumpers had man was laughing. his eye on
I explained to him, There was something about him from jocosely, that I was doing it for a bet. He the first that made me think I knew him, was surprised when I handed him his hat, and when he took off his hat to wipe his but, the lady whispering to him, he re- head it came to me all of a sudden, he membered himself in time.
being the exact image of his effigy at As they went out together, I heard Mr. Madame Tussaud's, which by a curious Parable say to the lady:
coincidence I happened to have visited "It 's funny what a shocking memory with a friend that very afternoon. The I have for names."
lady was what some people would call To which the lady replied :
good-looking, and others might n't. “You 'll think it funnier still to-mor- I was watching them, naturally a little row.” And then she laughed.
interested. Mr. Parable, in helping the Mr. Horton thought he would know lady to adjust her cloak, drew her-it the lady again. He puts down her age as may have been by accident- toward him; about twenty-six, describing her, to use and then it was that a Aorid gentleman, his own piquant expression, as "a bit of with a short pipe in his mouth, stepped all right.” She had brown eyes and a forward and addressed the lady. He taking way with her.
raised his hat, and, remarking "Good
evening," added that he hoped she was Miss IDA JENKS, in charge of the East- "having a pleasant time." His tone I ern Cigarette Kiosk at the Earl's Court should explain was sarcastic.
The young woman, whatever else may The gentleman gave the name of Mr. be said of her, struck me as behaving quite Archibald Quincey, Harcourt Buildings, correctly. Replying to his salutation with Temple. a cold and distant bow, she rose, and, No, the gentleman made no application turning to Mr. Parable, observed that she respecting bail, electing to pass the night thought it was perhaps time for them to in the cells. A certain amount of discrebe going
tion is permitted to us, and we made him The gentleman, who had taken his pipe as comfortable as possible. from his mouth, said, again in a sarcastic Yes, a lady. tone, that he thought so, too, and offered No, about a gentleman who had got the lady his arm.
himself into trouble at the Earl's Court "I don't think we need trouble you," Exhibition. She mentioned no name. said Mr. Parable, and stepped between I showed her the charge-sheet. She them.
thanked me, and went away. To describe what followed, I, being a That I cannot say. I can only tell you lady, am hampered for words. I remem- that at nine fifteen on Friday morning ber seeing Mr. Parable's hat go up into bail was tendered, and, after inquiries, the air; and then the next moment the accepted in the person of Julius Addison florid gentleman's head was lying on my Tupp, of the Sunnybrook Steam Laundry, counter smothered in cigarettes. I natu- Twickenham. rally screamed for the police, but the That is no business of ours. crowd was dead against me; and it was The accused, who, I had seen to it, had only after what I believed in technical had a cup of tea and a little toast at seven language would be termed “the fourth thirty, left in company with Mr. Tupp round" that they appeared upon the scene. soon after ten.
The last I saw of Mr. Parable he was Superintendent Wade admitted he had shaking a young constable, who had lost known cases where accused parties, to his helmet, while three other policemen avoid unpleasantness, had stated their had hold of him from behind. The florid names to be other than their own, but gentleman's hat I found on the floor of declined to discuss the matter further. my kiosk, and returned to him; but after Superintendent Wade, while expressing a useless attempt to get it on his head, he his regret that he had no further time to disappeared with it in his hand. The lady bestow upon our representative, thought was nowhere to be seen.
it highly probable that he would know Miss Jenks thinks she would know her the lady again if he saw her. again. She was wearing a hat trimmed Without professing to be a judge of with black chiffon and a spray of poppies, such matters, Superintendent Wade and was slightly freckled.
thinks she might be described as a highly
intelligent young woman and of excepSUPERINTENDENT S. Wade, in answer to ,
tionally prepossessing appearance. questions put to him by our representative, vouchsafed the following replies:
From Mr. Julius Tupp, of the SunnyYes, I was in charge at the Vine Street brook Steam Laundry, Twickenham, Police Court on the night of Thursday, upon whom our representative next called, the twenty-seventh.
we have been unable to obtain much asNo, I have no recollection of a charge sistance, Mr. Tupp replying to all quesof any description being preferred against tions put to him by the one formula, “Not any gentleman of the name of Parable. talking.”
Yes, a gentleman was brought in about Fortunately, our representative on his ten o'clock, charged with brawling at the way out through the drying-ground was Earl's Court Exhibition and assaulting a able to obtain a brief interview with Mrs. constable in the discharge of his duty. Tupp.
Mrs. Tupp remembers admitting a at other times he will be that off-handed young lady to the house on the morning and peremptory you might think I was of Friday, the twenty-eighth, when she his blooming office boy. opened the door to take in the milk. The On Friday morning, the twenty-eighth, lady, Mrs. Tupp remembers, spoke in a I did n't get to Harcourt Buildings at the husky voice, the result, as the young lady usual time, knowing that Mr. Quincey explained with a pleasant laugh, of hav- would not be there himself, he having ing passed the night wandering about arranged to interview Mr. Parable for Ham Common, she having been mis- a morning paper at ten o'clock. I allowed directed the previous evening by a fool of him half an hour, to be quite safe, and a railway porter, and not wishing to dis- he came in at quarter-past eleven. turb the neighborhood by waking people He took no notice of me. For about up at two o'clock in the morning, which, ten minutes-it may have been less—he in Mrs. Tupp's opinion, was sensible of walked up and down the room cursing her. Mrs. Tupp describes the young lady and swearing, and kicking the furniture as of agreeable manners, but looking, about. He landed an occasional walnut naturally, a bit washed out. The lady table in the middle of my shins, upon asked for Mr. Tupp, explaining that a which I took the opportunity of wishing friend of his was in trouble, which did not him “good morning,” and he sort of woke in the least surprise Mrs. Tupp, she her- up, as you might say. self not holding with socialists and such “How did the interview go off?” I says. like. Mr. Tupp, on being informed, "Got anything interesting?" dressed hastily and went down-stairs, and “Yes,” he says, “quite interesting. Oh, he and the young lady left the house to- yes, decidedly interesting.” gether. Mr. Tupp, on being questioned as He was holding himself in, if you unto the name of his friend, had called up derstand, speaking with horrible slowness that it was no one Mrs. Tupp would and deliberation. know-a Mr. Quince. It may have been “D' you know where he was last Quincey.
night?" he asks me. Mrs. Tupp is aware that Mr. Parable "Yes," I says; “Caxton Hall, was n't is also a socialist, and is acquainted with it--meeting to demand the release of Miss the saying about thieves hanging together, Clebb?” but has worked for Mr. Parable for years He leans across the table till his face and has always found him a most satisfac- was within a few inches of mine. tory client. Mr. Tupp appearing at this "Guess again," he says. point, our representative thanked Mrs.
I was n't doing any guessing. He had Tupp for her information, and took his hurt me with the walnut table, and I was departure.
feeling a bit short-tempered.
“Oh, don't make a game of it,” I says. MR. HORATIUS CONDOR, JR., who con- “It 's too early in the morning.” sented to partake of luncheon in company
"At the Earl's Court Exhibition," he with our representative at the Holborn says, "dancing the tango with a lady that Restaurant, was at first disinclined to be he picked up in St. James's Park." of much assistance, but eventually supplied "Well," I says, "why not? He don't our representative with the following in- often get much fun.” I thought it best formation:
to treat it lightly. Mly relationship to Mr. Archibald He takes no notice of my observation. Quincey, Harcourt Buildings, Temple, is “A rival comes upon the scene," he perhaps a little difficult to define.
continues, "a fat-headed ass, according to How he himself regards me I am never my information, and they have a stand-up quite sure.
There will be days together fight. He gets run in, and spends the when we will be quite friendly like, and night in a Vine Street police cell."
I suppose I was grinning without knowing it.
"Funny, ain't it?" he says.
"Well," I says, "it has its humorous side, has n't it? What 'll he get?"
"I am not worrying about what he is going to get,” he answers back; "I am worrying about what I am going to get.'
I thought he had gone dotty.
"What 's it got to do with you?" I says.
“If old Wotherspoon is in a good humor," he continues, "and the constable's head has gone down a bit between now and Wednesday, I may get off with forty shillings and a public reprimand.
"On the other hand,” he goes on,-he was working himself into a sort of fit,
“if the constable's head goes on swelling, and old Wotherspoon's liver gets worse, I've got to be prepared for a month without the option. That is, if I am fool
He had left both the doors open, which in the daytime we generally do, our chambers being at the top. Miss Dortonthat 's Mr. Parable's secretary-barges into the room. She did n't seem to notice
She staggers to a chair, and bursts into tears.
"He's gone," she says; "he 's taken cook with him and gone."
"Gone?" says the guv'nor. "Where's he gone?"
"To Fingest,” she says through her sobs; "to the cottage.
Miss Bulstrode came
in just after you had left," she says. “He "I 'll see the Fabian Society, and the wants to get away from every one and women's vote, and the Home for Lost have a few days' quiet. And then he is Cats at Battersea, and all the rest of the coming back, and he is going to do it blessed bag of trickshimself.”
I 'd been thinking to myself, and had “Do what?” says the guv'nor, irritable just worked it out. like.
“What 's he want to take his cook “Fourteen days,” she wails. “It 'll kill down with him for?" I says. him.”
"To cook for him," says the guv'nor. “But the case does n't come on till “What d' you generally want a cook Wednesday,” says the guy'nor. “How do for?" you know it 's going to be fourteen days?" "Rats!" I says. "Does he usually take
” “Miss Bulstrode,” she says, “she 's seen his cook with him?" the magistrate. He says he always gives "No," answered Miss Dorton. “Now fourteen days in cases of unprovoked as- I come to think of it, he has always hithsault."
erto put up with Mrs. Meadows." "But it was n't unprovoked," says the “You will find the lady down at Finguv'nor. “The other man began it by gest," I says, “sitting opposite to him and knocking off his hat. It was self-defense." enjoying a recherché dinner for two."
“She put that to him,” she says, “and The guv'nor slaps me on the back, and he agreed that that would alter his view lifts Miss Dorton out of her chair. of the case. But, you see,” she continues, “You get on back," he says, “and tele"we can't find the other man. He is n't phone to Miss Bulstrode. I 'll be round likely to come forward of his own ac- at half-past twelve. cord.”
Miss Dorton went out in a dazed sort "The girl must know," says the guv'- of condition, and the guv'nor gives me a nor— “this girl he picks up in St. James's sovereign, and tells me I can have the Park and goes dancing with. The man rest of the day to myself. must have been some friend of hers.' Mr. Condor, Jr., considers that what
"But we can't find her, either," she happened subsequently goes to prove that says. “He does n't even know her name; he was right more than it proves that he he can't remember it. You will do it, was wrong. won't you?” she says.
Mr. Condor, Jr., also promised to send "Do what?" says the guv'nor again. us a photograph of himself for reproduc"The fourteen days," she says.
tion, but, unfortunately, up to the time “But I thought you said he was going of going to press it had not arrived. to do it himself," he says.
“But he must n't,” she says. “Miss From Mrs. Meadows, widow of the late Bulstrode is coming round to see you. Corporal John Meadows, V.C., TurberThink of it! Think of the head-lines in ville, Bucks, the following further particthe papers !" she says. "Think of the Fa- ulars were obtained by our local reprebian Society! Think of the suffrage sentative: cause! We must n't let him.”
I have done for Mr. Parable now for “What about me?” says the guv'nor. some years past, my cottage being only a "Does n't anybody care for me?"
mile off, which makes it easy for me to “You don't matter," she says.
“Be- look after him. sides,” she says, “with your influence, you Mr. Parable likes the place to be al'll be able to keep it out of the papers. If ways ready so that he can drop in when it comes out that it was Mr. Parable, he chooses, he sometimes giving me warnnothing on earth will be able to."
ing and sometimes not. It was about the The guy'nor was almost as much ex- end of last month-on a Friday, if I recited by this time as she was.
member—that he suddenly turned up.