"'I ain't got none. The perlice orficer comes to me and ses, "Mrs. Middlemore," he ses, "you must go immediate to the Bow Street Perlice Station, and wait outside till yer called." "But what about?" I arks. "About Mr. Felix," he answers; "somethink's been found out, and they can't git on without yer. Yer'll have to wait a longish time per'aps, but if yer move away till yer called it'll be worse for yer." "But what am I to do about the 'ouse?" I arks. "Sophy's out, and there's no one to mind it." "I'll mind it," ses the perlice orficer, "and when Sophy comes back I'll let her in. Off yer go, and don't tell nobody at Bow Street what yer've come about. It's a secret, and the Government won't stand it being talked of. Yer'll be paid for yer trouble." So off I starts, and 'ere 'ave I been waiting for nigh upon two hours, and nobody's made a move toward me.' "'I've heard something of this,' said our reporter, pushing Mrs. Middle more into a cab, and giving the driver instructions to drive quickly to Gerard Street. It was not without difficulty he succeeded in this, for Mrs. Middlemore, with the fear of the 'Government' upon her, wanted to remain in Bow Street. 'I met Sophy before I came here, and she told me you had been sent for to the police Station. Now be quiet, will you? Have you not promised to be guided by me?' "'But the Government, sir, the Government! I shall be clapped in prison!' "'You'll be nothing of the sort. The Government and I are friends, and you are perfectly safe if you do as I tell you.' "'I must, I serpose, sir. There's nothink else for it, but I'm being wore to a shadder. If this goes on much longer I sha'n't 'ave a ounce of flesh on my bones. Yer sor Sophy, sir, did yer? Yer've been at the 'ouse, then?' "'Yes, I have been at your house, but it was not there that I saw your niece. I met her in the street, and she informed me that you were at Bow Street Police Station.' "'What was the 'uzzy doing in the streets?' "'I can't say, but in the streets she was forced to remain.' "'Why, sir, the 'ouse was open to 'er. I met 'er and told 'er to go 'ome and wait till I come back.' "'Exactly. And she did go, and knocked at the door, as I did, but she was as unsuccessful as I was. She did not get in.' "''Ow can that be, sir? The perlice officer was there, waiting to open the door for 'er. The lazy slut! She's been telling yer a parcel of lies.' "'How about myself, Mrs. Middlemore? Am I telling you a parcel of lies when I say that I knocked pretty loudly at your door, and that no one came to open it.' "'I wouldn't dispute your word, sir, but I can't make it out.' "'I can, and I will explain it to you presently, inside your house, if we can manage to get in. Here we are. Jump out.' "The cab being discharged, Mrs. Middlemore knocked and rang, but knocked and rang in vain. "'Allo, anty!' said Sophy, coming up. ''Ave they found Mr. Felix's body?'