"How are you related to Mrs. Clemmens, the lady who was found murdered here two days ago?"
"I am her second cousin; her grandmother and my mother were sisters."
"Upon what terms have you always lived, and what can you tell us of her other relatives and connections?"
"We have always been friends, and I can tell you all that is generally known of the two or three remaining persons of her blood and kindred. They are, first, my mother and myself, who, as I have before said, live in Utica, where I am connected with the dress-making establishment of Madame Trebelle; and, secondly, a nephew of hers, the son of a favorite brother, whom she has always supported, and to whom she has frequently avowed her intention of leaving her accumulated savings."
"The name of this gentleman and his place of residence?"
"His name is Mansell—Craik Mansell—and he lives in Buffalo, where he has a situation of some trust in the large paper manufactory of Harrison, Goodman, & Chamberlin."
Buffalo! Mr. Byrd gave an involuntary start, and became, if possible, doubly attentive.
The coroner's questions went on.
"Do you know this young man?"
"Yes, sir. He has been several times to our house in the course of the last five years."