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London reporters went to work on their own account and discovered another fact. Pretty Mrs. Chevis had been married to the lieutenant only six months. Her first husband, the father of her three children, was a stalwart, red-faced horse doctor by the name of Major G. T. T. Jackson of the Royal Army Veterinary Corps. Major Jackson was interviewed.

"I consider the sender of that telegram a cad and a blackguard," said the Major, who was very anxious to prove that at the time the fatal meal was eaten he was miles away at Northampton. "The Irish are a passionate people. Chevis was a fascinating man. Women loved him. Men liked him and he was popular. He was so strong he could pick me up in one hand and you in the other. . . . Since the tragedy I have met my former wife on the Eastbourne front [seaside promenade]. Mrs. Chevis was staying at another hotel here and I was taking my bulldog for a walk when I met her. ... I could see that she did not wish to talk about the affair and I did not discuss it."

Mrs. Chevis was more uncommunicative. She was discovered in a seaside cottage at Hove with her three children and her brown cocker spaniel. Said she:

"I have lost my husband too recently to enjoy a holiday. I want to see the whole thing cleared up. It is terrible not to know and to keep wondering."

The inquest got under way last week, but almost immediately bogged down in a plethora of theories and a scarcity of evidence. The newspapers seized on a theory of Major Jackson. Lieut. Chevis had spent nine months last year on duty in India. Might this be a case of Indian revenge? The idea was popular with Thriller Edgar Wallace's public.

The inquest, which has been dragging on for weeks, finally came to an end following Coroner W. J. Francis's instructions: "There is no evidence on which you can find a definite verdict; therefore I direct you to find an open verdict."

J. H. Ryffel, a chemist of the British Home Office, announced that the partridge could not possibly have eaten the two grains of strychnine found in Lieut. Chevis's stomach. Dublin policemen kept on looking for Mr. Hartigan.