"You must have met many persons. What is there special in your meeting Mr. Remington?" "Only that both times it was two or three o'clock in the morning. It isn't worth mentioning." "The smallest incident in connection with a case of this description is worth mentioning. Did you have any conversation with him?" "Oh, yes. The first time we had a long talk together." "Did he say what brought him out so late!" "Well, he said he was looking for a lodging." "What! At two or three in the morning?" "Yes, that is what he said." "It sounds like a joke; he can hardly have been serious." A Juror: "Perhaps Mr. Remington would like to explain." Mr. Richard Remington (from the body of the Court): "I am quite ready to explain." The Coroner (to Constable Applebee): "We have nothing further to ask you." Mr. Richard Remington was recalled. "You have heard what the last witness said in reference to yourself?" "Yes; he spoke the truth. I met him on two occasions last week, in the middle of the night, and we had a chat. Of course it is absurd to suppose I was looking for lodgings at that time, but I intended to do so next morning, and I mentioned it to Constable Applebee, thinking it likely he might know of a place to suit me. In point of fact he did know, and it was upon his introduction that I took a room next day in the house of Constable Pond in Paradise Row. You might like to hear why I went in the direction of Catchpole Square on the night of the fog. Well, I was in the Bishop Street Station at about midnight when Mrs. Abel Death reported the disappearance of her husband and asked the assistance of the police. As I had been in the employ of Mr. Samuel Boyd I took an interest in her story, and, my time being my own, I thought I would have a look at the old house." The Coroner: "Thank you, Mr. Remington."