CHAPTER XVI.
THE MAN IN THE CELL Before I could reply to Chisholm's inquiry, Mr.Lindsey put his head out of his door and seeing the police-sergeant there asked what he was after.
And when Chisholm had repeated his inquiry, both looked at me.
"I did see Crone's purse that night," I answered, "an old thing that he kept tied up with a boot-lace.

And he'd a lot of money in it, too." "Come round, then, and see if you can identify this that we found on the man," requested Chisholm.

"And," he added, turning to Mr.Lindsey, "there's another thing.

The man's sober enough, now that we've got him--it's given him a bit of a pull-together, being arrested.

And he's demanding a lawyer.