Hi Monty,
Two thimbles? You're one up on me. I can only find one mentioned in dispatches.
But, hey, maybe she played washboard.
I reckon the mustard tin containing pawn tickets was placed, and the other stuff strewn about to make it look like they'd all fallen out of her pockets.
Without it—and it was a clue as big as the Ritz—we'd have had no Kelly, no Emily Burrell, no hopping in Hunton, no Arthur Pash, no walking home, no pawned boots, no final breakfast together and none of the other assorted BS John Kelly told anyone who'd listen.
One thing that's always puzzled me is why, early Sunday, the police didn't consider that the Mitre Square victim might have been Emily Burrell.
Regards,
Simon
Two thimbles? You're one up on me. I can only find one mentioned in dispatches.
But, hey, maybe she played washboard.
I reckon the mustard tin containing pawn tickets was placed, and the other stuff strewn about to make it look like they'd all fallen out of her pockets.
Without it—and it was a clue as big as the Ritz—we'd have had no Kelly, no Emily Burrell, no hopping in Hunton, no Arthur Pash, no walking home, no pawned boots, no final breakfast together and none of the other assorted BS John Kelly told anyone who'd listen.
One thing that's always puzzled me is why, early Sunday, the police didn't consider that the Mitre Square victim might have been Emily Burrell.
Regards,
Simon
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