it was comparatively early days with him then, and he worked it to general admiration; in fact, it may almost be said to have made him.

He worked it himself at the police-office, day after day for many days, contending against even a committal; and at the trial where he couldn't work it himself, sat under counsel, and — every one knew — put in all the salt and pepper. The murdered person was a woman, — a woman a good ten years older, very much larger, and very much stronger. It was a case of jealousy. They both led tramping lives, and this woman in Gerrard Street here had been married very young, over the broomstick (as we say), to a tramping man, and was a perfect fury in point of jealousy.

The murdered woman, — more a match for the man, certainly, in point of years —