Perhaps you'll come to him, Mr.Lindsey." "Who is he ?" asked Mr.Lindsey.

"A Berwick man ?" "He isn't," replied Chisholm.

"He's a stranger--a fellow that says he was seeking work, and had been stopping at a common lodging-house in the town.

He vows and declares that he'd nothing to do with killing Crone, and he's shouting for a lawyer." Mr.Lindsey put on his hat, and he and I went off with Chisholm to the police-station.

And as we got in sight of it, we became aware that there was a fine to-do in the street before its door.