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We had other sorts of arms, but no such thing as a bayonet." There were a few more questions, but as they drew out nothing of interest, Stillman signified to Brolatsky that the interview was at an end. "Now, you will go with Mr. Curran to police headquarters on the next floor," said he, "and tell them what you have told me about this Antonio Spatola." Then he opened the door and stepped out.
If there was any way for them to do it, they'd execute him in the evening editions and print his dying words in the sporting extra. But," and he nodded his head appreciatively, "Osborne has a good case against him, at that." Both the clerk, Isidore Brolatsky, and Berg seemed to have talked freely to the newspapermen. The character of Hume was treated in a highly colored manner.
I've been with him for some years." Brolatsky spoke with scarcely a trace of accent. "He didn't pay much, but then there wasn't much to do, and I had plenty of time to study." "Ah," said Stillman, encouragingly. "To study, eh?" "Yes. I've taken up medicine. There's a college up town that has night classes. I have been attending the lectures there and reading during the day.
"Prints, lithographs, mezzo-tints, engravings, paintings, it made no difference. And all of the same person. He had hundreds, I guess, and every one of them was of General Wayne." Ashton-Kirk leaned back in his chair with a faint breath of triumph. "When a portrait of General Wayne was offered him," continued Brolatsky, "he never haggled over it.
"It may indeed prove so," was the non-committal reply. Once more the discontented crease showed itself upon the coroner's forehead; and again as he turned to Brolatsky, his voice rose sharply. "Next to Antonio Spatola, who came most to Hume's place while you were there?" "The next most frequent caller," returned the clerk, "was Mr. Allan Morris." Ashton-Kirk, glancing at Pendleton, saw him start.
There's a big chance for physicians who can speak Yiddish. Not only to make money, but to do good." "I see." The coroner regarded him reflectively for a moment. "Now, Mr. Brolatsky, having worked for Hume for some years, you must have picked up some details as to his business and himself. Suppose you tell us all you know about both." The dark face of Brolatsky became thoughtful. "Mr.
Brolatsky told the coroner this morning that the Italian sometimes brought his trained birds with him when he called at Hume's. That's what he had last night." But Ashton-Kirk shook his head. "At this time," he said, "it will scarcely do to be positive on some things. Indications are plenty, but they must be worked out.
"But the Standard's young man is no deep thinker. The single fact that Hume was a lover of real music should have shown him that his theory was wrong." Fuller considered a moment. "I don't think I quite get that," said he. "It is simple enough. Hume being sensitive to harmony, asked Spatola very frequently to play for him; and, according to Brolatsky, paid him rather well for each performance.
Isidore Brolatsky shifted in his chair; his long fingers began to drum upon his knees. "I have known of the matter of the Whistler portrait," said he, "but I never knew anything more about it than what I read in the newspapers. It happened before my time." "I'm not accusing you," said Stillman. "I'm asking you about Hume's friends." The clerk considered.
"Was there no one who came to visit him while you were there during the day. No one whom he spoke of in an intimate way?" Again the clerk shook his head. Stillman began to appear nonplussed. He looked at the other, pondering and frowning through his glasses. "Who came most frequently to the store?" he inquired finally. "Why, I think Antonio Spatola," said Brolatsky. "Was he a customer?"
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