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EXPERIENCES OF A DETECTIVE.…

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EXPERIENCES OF A DETECTIVE. I h. BY JAMES M'GOVAN, °* "Brought to Bay," Hunted Down," Grange Clues," Traced and Tracked," "Solved Mysteries," &c. THE SLAEER MURDER. (THE QUEEN'S PARK MYSTERY.) iorlY.c]ad, sickly-faced woman sat waiting hey f0 the Central one morning, md I scanned kfied • 6 keenly as sne rose at my entrance, and b?f0t, vain to remember whore I had seen her ^rs Casey, sur, she said, with the quick wit 0 her sex, reading my thoughts m my *ife t'16u I remembered that she was the ■Odd I a Cowgate broker who had died rather n yn'y ^ome months before. remember," I hastily answered, buti The fVe changed a little—you don't seem well." *Hd ls s'ie seemed to be dying on her feet, wonder was how she had managed to *h(e I if *ar as t'ie Central. I had never been I ki0 ""ng anything against her husband, but •tola than once suspected him, and the 6 Tim Casey was down in my note-book W*e to be looked after, when death stepped ,^n us. troniv| sur, I've been in trouble, and I am in °'e, and I've come up here to see if I can't on the rogue that's robbin' us to the tlw? brokenly answered, with her pallid "8u i u? somewhat with excitement. a t^la^e 1S a thafe all the world over, "r .k0 wears a black coat or a dusty jacket." Mrs Casey, surely," I cheerily an- J has been robbing you ?" Wo U8» t^a*! v'n Micoael Hudson, the she quickly rejoined, naming a man ? chief practice was in defending criminals kudtrf tl^ £ S at po^i^-court, and he pro- log my friend all the time;" and taen UtterTn°ment indignation seemed to choke her liui a.Uce- I was behind with me rent and a boj- ln debt after the funeral, and then the Kttd TSa can't t>e carried on without some money, the Hudson to get his help to talk off all .People that wor pressin' me so hard, but he me ahroad to Americy or Australia, arran 6 • ^em ^dd places, and said he'd e Jt all as neat as ninepence." hat did he want you away for ? tohni dun?o, but mebbe he thought I knew too \Vk dealin's with me husband ii y hat dealings ? I sharply inquired. I dtnno-ju. dealin's," she said, with a ftatfc o of the eyes, and then I remembered (}a several cases in which suspicion rested on son defence had been conducted by Hud- nOh, I understand," I significantly answered, ^tich »anted you far away because you know too "M- Tim sur—^or I knew just nothing at all, for pit "?Ver trusted his affairs to me, more's the > Hudson doesn't know that. I said I po'Jn t leave the ould coutry, so then he pro- >57!!°^ me aloan of the money on thesecurity u niture and stock." «« y °w much money ? „ J ust £ 25." ~^jje Crt where on earth could he get such a sum atK>t.her ^las ne7er one sovereign to rub on •WkV'' 08,1 get it, said the broker's widow, hehinri\ ve heard tell that there's somebody in him who could lend thousands of pounds Vfjj e same way. Nobody knows who he is or 6>> ^ves> and indeed they say he's got no the Oh ana Jeu »u»rpiy as 110 surprise JJJ Jf°man before me, and she was about to com- "t upon it when I quickly pursued—" Then got ihe £ 25 V T> Yes, but I didn't understand it at all till after, b e Jnnde me sign some papers, just for a form, e *aid, and I never looked at them, and now ^ants me to pay him £ 85, though it's only j'oo months since, and says he'll sell me out if I V't i,ay." An, you're done for, I'm afraid how much «« wUr thmgS hring ?" to. I got leave to sell them in my own f, y }hey might bring £ 150, but if they're 8c J L won't bring £ 50. I towld him lilfp,!?1 tt sa^ he'd still help me to emigrate if I T He wants ma out of the country, all be- I ]r^e towld him I knew a thing or two, though site *iW ^USt n°thing at all. Sure, men are great few. P efcons—they take everything a woman say3 „ Then, why do you object to go abroad ?" Because Nelly, my girl, says flat that she in°t ^'ve n0 power over her now—she does *t what she iikes, and she's only 17. It doesn't jitter for me now, for I begin to believe I'm not i at> for this world. Nelly's different—she's got ways, and her own companions—and Qey're not the best—and she's young and strong, the devil himself won't frighten her. She up to Hudson, and gave him so much im- ^dence that he nearly dropped down in a fit ,fr it. Faith, I believe he's afraid of her." Weli, now, what do you think I can do for I «I" said, after an awkard pause. Well: you're a thafe-catcher, aren't you ?" t Yes." Then Hudson's a thafe to try and rob a widow and orphan like that-ketch him." 0 proposal appeared very reasonable and to her, but I could not see things in that *'E>ht. He's got the law on his side," I quietly an- gered. You ought to have considered the risk signing the paper." -The woman wept quietly for some minutes, and ■hen said— « 4 Sure, a word from you might frighten him S°Oi crushing us," she pleaded, so piteously that ^aa moved in spite of" myself ..41 fear much that Hudson Ls not the man to be lightened from anything upon which he has ?e8olved I gravely answered, "but I shall pro- ah'y see him, and speak to him." ti h, thank you, sur she exclaimed, with the Oipulsiveness of her country, starting up and gasping my hand; "sure, the blessings of a widow will keep off the black powers, and shelter y°nr*head, when there's no one to protect you." A tear dropped from her eyes as she spoke and tell down on my hand. I think I feel it there at thill moment as I write, though I scarcely care to Jount the years that hsve passed since then. She pen tightened her shabby shawl about her, and the room, and I never saw her again. Hudson had an office on the North Bridge, the storey but one from the ground, and as I happened to be passing the place on the afternoon the same day I climbed up to the door and talked in. The boy in the outer office took in my ^aioe, and in a moment or two I was admitted. Hudson was an exceedingly smart man, and could baØe the cleverest Judge by his wrigglings and twistings, but his appearance was deceptive. He affeoted an absent look and covered his superla- tive cunning with an expression of simplicity. I don't think he ever deceived me, but it was more hy instinct than from any reason that I dltrusted him. He was a tall, spare tnan, and drank like a fish when he could Set it. Magistrates, I think, were rather afraid of him, for he knew the law thoroughly, !,nd had a most astonishing memory, and he was inclined on that account to talk rather loftily. He received me graciously, and wrung my hand with seeming affection, having before learned that "0 buHying that he could thunder forth had the slightest effect upon me. I had a call to-day from a woman named Ct.sey, who says you are robbing her to the door," I abruptly began. She showed me the papers, and I must say that I think the whole case fishy." He gave his lips a wrinkle, which was meant for smile, and said most graciously— "My dear sir, you know who that woman is? widow of that broker whom I had such I wHEculty in saving from prison. If I chase her out of the place you will be well rid of her." Possibly, but why do you wish to chase her OUt of the place ?" "I don't say that I do. She borrowed money from me on poor security, knowing the rate of interest. She won't pay me, so I must protect myself." I looked him straight in the eyes, but I might as well have tried to make a brass knocker wince be stared it out, cool and defiant. "As a business fiction, you may say you lent her money, but I don't think you ever bad £ 25 in your life,' I bluntly remarked. There is another man behind you who supplied the money. Will you give me his address ?" The wrinkle froze somewhat on his lips, and I Could see that be was startled into even greater vratchiuiness and concern. You're mistaken," he answered, rather hurriedly. "There is no one behind me but Michael Hudson, Esq., solicitor before the Supreme Courts. I have no partner, and intend never to have one. My business is peculiar, and I like to keep it in my own head and hands. I sat eyeing him for some moments in silence, and then said quietly- Do I look simple ?" I know you are not," he said graciously. "Neither are you, so it is a case of diamond cut diamond," I cheerfully responded. "Now I have a particular reason for wishing to see the man who is behind you, and I mean to accomplish it with or without you. Do you understand that clearly ?" He appeared to understand, for the colour had left his brandy-painted nose and face, and a dangerous look came into his eyes. For the first time, perhaps, in his life he was thrown off his guard, and actually looked scared. Fools rush in where angels fear to tread," he breathed at last. "If you are a wise man you will leave me to manage my business in my own way, and oonfine your attention to thieves. JAw %not wour forte, my dear Jamie, and money- lending is too fine an art to be explained in one lesson, even if I were willing to teach you for nothing, which is far from being the case. So as I am busy just now I'll bid you good day." I had no excuse for remaining, so I returned the salutation and left, highly pleased with the result of my visit. I had actually got more than I had expected, for I had seen enough to convince me that Hudson had something to fear. I had never for a moment doubted that there was some one behind him advancing the money, as there usually is with respectable lawyers, but the very denial,and the manner in which that was uttered, confirmed the belief. Lying was nothing to such a pettifogger as Hudson in his business it was merely a question of which would serve his pur- pose best—truth or falsehood—and he chose that which was most profitable. Can it be true that crime is a disease, carrying with it :1n infectIous taint to all who come near it ? I saw no more of Hudson for some time, but noticed that Mrs Casey's stock of old furniture was rouped off shortly after, and the shop shut up and ticketed To Let." I saw no more of Mrs Casey, and I formed the impression that she had left the city with her girl, but one day in passing through Elder-street I met the daughter in com- pany with another girl of about her own age, and so like her in face and features and the colour of her hair that I instantly concluded that they were sisters. Nelly Casey was a smart- looking girl of seventeen, and she was now so well dressed and bright looking that I opened my eyes in astonishment. She was passing with a smile, for she was rather a bold kimmer, when I held up a finger, and she allowed her companion to pass on while she stood awaiting my com- mands. I never see your mother now, Nelly V I began inquiringly, when a gloomy and fierce look instantly overspreading her face gave me the first inkling of the truth. Mother's dead and buried weeks ago," she answered that rouping off at the shop did it. She wasn't well before, but that just went to her heart and finished her. I got her into the Infir- mary, but it was galloping consumption, and there was no chanoe of her getting better. That villain Hudson did it. Isn't that the same as a murder 1" Well, not exactly; rm afraid your mother was doomed at any rate, she was so ilL Is that your sister there? Crickey, no Everybody thinks she is, we're so like. Her name is Slater, and we're just chums, and a, jolly ewd chum she is. Sometimes people call her Casey and me Slater by mistake." "And what are you doing now?" I said a little doubtfully. Ob, I'm a book folder; work along in Thistle- street there, but we're slack just now, so when I'm short I just go up and frighten that beast HudSbn. I'm not afraid of him, I tell you, as mother was, and he always thinks I'm going to blab something dreadful about him, and stumps up like a brick." Oh, you've got a pull on him, then ? Not me. I don't know anything, but he thinks I do; something about father. I think. I've only to say I'm coming up to the Police Office to see you when he forks out like a Briton." "What can it be?" I speculatively remarked. It might be good for you if you could find out." "Maybe, but I'm not going to try. Hudson's a dangerous man to have any dealings, and I've heard that folks he don't like don't live long. He doesn't kill them, maybe, but they don't live all the same. He wants me to go abroad, but I won't. Ob, no I'm all right here, and I mean to stay. I'll go up this afternoon and tell him I had a. talk with you, and make him sweat a little. It's good for his health, and just paying him off for the way he treated mother. I hope he dreams at night. There must be a nice lot of spectres crawling up about his bed if he does. Lawyers is all bad, but he's the nearest to a devil of any that I ever heard of." Then the less you have to do with him the better," I gravely remarked. Oh, I can look after myself, don't you fear," she confidently returned. Besides, I've a sweet- heart, a soldier, and if Hudson tried to touch me my lad would go up and run a. bayonet through him. He thinks an awful lot of me, and means to marry me if he can get leave. Slater has a sweet- heart in the same regiment, so when we're married we'll still be together, going all over the world. Oh, it'll be rare fun." "You marry? Why you're only bairns yet," I exclaimed, more in sadness than merriment. "Bairns! I'll be eighteen next month," she gaily answered, linking her arm into that of her companion. "Oh, it's all serene and none so gay Ta, ta!" and away she went, laughing and singing. I looked after them in sadness, and said to my- self— I wonder what is before these happy creatures ? Are they to go straight to the devil, or struggle through and come out all right ? A trifle might fix their destiny." A few days later, when I bad forgotten about this meeting, a post letter was handed to me at the Central, the first glimps of which quickened my pulse as by magic, for I recognised the bold, clear hand of my invisible friend Nemo." The letter itself ran thus:—"You do not know it, but you are doing a very foolish thing. You are trying to discover me, which is justifiable, but absolutely impossible but the foolishness lins in your circling about those whom you fancy in the secret. No one is in the secret. I trust no human being. Your childish efforts are worse than foolish, for they may be fatal to those poor crea- tures whom yuu pester. I commit no murder, but I have only to raise my and any human being I distrust is removed. How it is done or by whom I never know, but it is done. You now understand what you risk. Leave that which is impenetrable, or you may become a murderer, for the death of any of these poor creatures would surely lie at your door.—NEMO." The bold effrontery of this note tickled my fancy, and I did not for a moment believe a single statement it contained, and felt sure that fear alone had prompted the writer to assume such a lofty attitude. My only wonder was that be had not threatened to have me "removed also. The writer of an anonymous letter is always a coward, and the more terrorised a coward is the more bluster will he make. As soon as I had read this precious epistle I hunted out a note written by Hudson, and closely compared the handwriting, and decided that the same man could not possibly have written the two. Then I decided on a bold step, and went down to Hudson at his office, boldly showed him the envelope, and asked him if he had ever before seen the handwriting. He was not a man easily taken by surprise, and would as readily said "Yes "as "No" had it suited him to do so; but though I watched his face closely I could detect no sign of recognition or uneasiness as he scanned the inscription. I don't know the hand," he said at last; "I don't think I have ever seen it before. If I had I should certainly have remembered it, for I forget nothing. Anything wrong ?" I watched his face keenly to discover if his cool. ness was real or assumed, but have to confess that not the faintest trace of dissembling was dis- coverable. The man who wrote it has a will of his own, I should say," he remarked, with another critical glance at the writing. I should like to make his acquaintance. Yes, I think he must be a man of power. Is he a forger ?' I don't know but I hope to find that out," I answered, still watching him keenly. Good; hope springs eternal from the human breast," he patromsingly responded with a little mockery in his tone. "You do fairly well, sir, but oh, you re soft, soft," and with this unquestionable compliment, and a smile which implied that if he had been a detective he would have fairly out- shone me, he showed me out. Less than a week after that I was called out of bed with the news of a murder in the Queen's Park—a young girl having been found dead under one of the trees opposite the hollow now occupied by St. Margaret's Loch. When I saw the body I was more than startled—I was for a moment appalled—chilled to the very marrow, and ex- claimed— Mercy on us it's Nelly Casey 1" A closer examination of the features and cloth- ing, however, made me change fiiy opinion, and m less than an hour Nelly herself walked into the Central, and stated that she had lost her com- panion, the girl Slater, and, hearing of a murder, had come up to see the body. All her gaiety and courage had vanished her cheeks were pale; and she could scarcely sit still while she spoke, and if ,a trick of nervously looking round over her shoulder as if fearing to find some one threaten- Ing her from behind. When she was shown I the body she became overwhelmed with grHf" and kissed the cold lips and clung to the still form even more fervently than the rela- tives of the deceased. She bad always seemed to me a rough tyke, but here was a new revelation °*i u na'ure* When she had become more calm, however, she gave me an inkling of the true cause of her grief; she blamed herself for Slater's death. "pm sure. she has been killed by mistake for me, she whispered to me, with that fearful back- ward look towards the door, "for I've had an idea for some time that I've been watched and followed about at night, and I got afraid to be alone. ° Who followed you ?" i I don't know; just a shadow: maybe it was only an idea; I never saw any one. but I heard footsteps once or twice-soft footsteps. I heard them last mght-oh. ao horribly creepy and I kept Slater by me ay the tm 0 clock, down near Holyrood Palace, when she left me for a minute to speak to one oftiie soldiers on senary duty. I don t know how she vanished, but 1 never saw her agaui. I never thought of her going towards the Park, and turned back up the Canongate, but did not find her. I wandered all over, everywhere, and I forgot all about being watched, but no one came near me or touched me, and at last 1 had to go home." But you must know something of this mysterious follower, I persisted. "Was it » man, or a woman, or what 1" "I dont know; I never saw it; it was just footsteps, deadly and soft," she distractedly answered. Oh, I m afraid to go out into the street even when the sun is shining Somebody's going to kill me I You might let me stay m here for a while. I Jl not give you any trouble, and I'll s:t as quiet as you Idee." It was clear that she was in a state of frenzy and excitement bordering on insanity ao she was handed over to the care of one of the female searchers, while I went out on the hunt for fresh clues or more tangible evidence. Every one knows now how miserably we failed in that case. It has never been cleared up, and I fear never will No one was ever tried for the crime, though it was clear that a murder had been committed. The tree under which the bodyw8:Sfod..ua.lly stripped of its bark by curiosity Winters, and soon stood leess and blighted., a fit monument of the mysterious crime. Hudson, the lawyer, as I shall prove farther on, had no connbCtlon whatever with the crime, though I am not so certain that information supplied by him might not have influenced the strange result. The death may have been an ordinary commonplace crime, committed unthinkingly by some drunken soldier or it may have been one of the links in the myrterious chain which I Ma now teyiog to lay bare. Nelly Casey was well cared for, till a lady in the New Town became interested in her, and sent her to farm servi e out at a place near Linlithgow. She was no longer anxious to remain in Edinburgh, and would have gladly accepted an offer to go to the other side of the globe, for she had a fixed idea that she was marked for murder by some one whom the law could never touch. A year later she emigrated to South Australia, and being a strong, buxom lass, with an arm as strong as any man's, she got on so well there that she is now mistress of the farm on which she at first worked as a hired servant. I should like to see her again, but I suppose I never shall. NEXT WEEK— A SET OF STEEL CHAINS."

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