The Mystery of a Hansom Cab by Fergus Hume
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poisoning by chloroform are mostly negative.
Dr. Chinston was then permitted to retire, and Clement Rankin, another hansom cabman, was called. He deposed: I am a cabman, living in Collingwood, and usually drive a hansom cab. I remember Thursday last. I had driven a party down to St. Kilda, and was returning about half-past one o'clock. A short distance past the Grammar School I was hailed by a gentleman in a light coat; he was smoking a cigarette, and told me to drive him to Powlett Street, East Melbourne. I did so, and he got out at the corner of Wellington Parade and Powlett Street. He paid me half-a-sovereign for my fare, and then walked up Powlett Street, while I drove back to town. Q. What time was it when you stopped at Powlett Street? A. Two o'clock exactly. Q. How do you know? A. Because it was a still night, and I heard the Post Office clock strike two o'clock. Q. Did you notice anything peculiar about the man in the light coat? A. No! He looked just the same as anyone else. I thought he was some swell of the town out for a lark. His hat was pulled down over his eyes, and I could not see his face. Q. Did you notice if he wore a ring? |
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