Five-Minute my steries

Evening Star, Issue 23325, 22 July 1939, Page 9 (Supplement)

Five-Minute my steries

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“ I’ve just phoned the hospital,” said Sergeant Galbraith, closing the door of Inspector Clendon’S office quietly. “ The surgeons say there’s practically no hope for Mrs Brown.” “Rather a queer case.” commented the inspector. “ What exactly happened?” “ Well, it appears that Mrs Brown is a mental case. Last night her husband - was taking her down to Brathaven on the express. She was going to enter an institute as a voluntary patient.; Just as, they were going through ;Towerford she started throwing things out of the window. _ Then, before he could stop her, she jumped out herself.”

“ Have you had a look at the spot yet?:” “ Yesthe spot where she fell is about a quarter of a mile from Towerford station. There was a lot of blood about from the wound in her head. “We’ve recovered some of her things, too, at various points on the line. •

" One of the, railwaymen picked up her hat and coat within a few yards of the ‘ Home ’ signal. But we haven’t found her purse yet 1 ” “ Someone may have picked it up and kept it,” suggested Clendon, “ especially if there was much money in it. Has the clothing been identified? ”

“.Yes. I got Mr Brown to come over from the hospital for a while. As a matter of fact, he’s in the outer office now. I’ll him to come in.”

“ I’m sorry to hear about your wife’s accident, Mr Brown,” said Clendon when the man came in. “But would you mind repeating your version? ” “Certainly,” replied Brown. “It happened when we were .passing through Towerford. Just as we were approaching the town she had another of her frenzies and started to pitch her things out of the window. First

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she threw out her purse, then her hat. After that she threw out a box of chocolates I’d given her. Then she took off her overcoat and threw that out, too. Finally, she dived out of the window on her head. 1 didn’t have a chance to stop her.” “ Didn’t you grab her? ” asked Clcndon.

“ Yes, of course. As soon as I realised that she was getting out of the window 1 grabbed her by the legs, but she kicked me in the chest and made me let go! ” “ What did you do then?”

f‘ I pulled the communication cord, but the train was travelling at about 00 miles an hour, and we didn’t stop until we were about 400 yards past the place where she jumped out. “ The guard and I walked back with three of the passengers and found her lying between the rails. “The guard helped me to move her off the rails while one of the others ran hack to Towerford to telephone for an ambulance and the police, f« there anything else I can tell you? ” “ Yes,” snapped Clendon. ‘ You can tell me why you tried to murder your wife, though we’ll find that out for ourselves. “ Take this man down and charge him with attempted murder. Galbraith! He’ll be lucky if he doesn’t have to face a capital 'charge! ” Why was Clendon so sure?

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