“You had been looking for a man with whiskers?”
“Yes. I was told by his employer that he shaved his whiskers off the morning after the riot.”
“Did he say anything to you about having shaved himself?”
“I asked him why he shaved, and he said he always did it in the summer time.”
“Do you know what the size of his whiskers was?”
“About six or eight inches long.”
“Did you have any talk with him when you brought him to the Central Station?”
“Yes. I asked him if he was at the scene of the riot on the Tuesday night previous, and he said he was. I asked him where he was. He said he was up on the wagon. I asked him where he was when the bomb was thrown. He said he was on the wagon half a minute before the bomb was thrown, but he had got off, and when it exploded he supposed he was about fifty feet from the wagon.”
“He was let go that morning?”
“Yes.” “Tell us about his place of work and what you found out yesterday?”